РАЗМЫШЛЯЯ НА ХОДУ
Максвелл Боденхайм, 1892-1954
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Деревья замерли без ветра. Штиль.
Но мозг натянут как шнурки
И мысли в нём перемешались.
Душа - большой осенний парк,
Гуляют люди в нём как в парке передо мной.
Глухой их топот равновесье мыслей нарушает,
И всё ж меня не может разозлить.
Черновой перевод: 23 января 2017 года
Maxwell Bodenheim was born in 1892 in Hermanville, Mississippi. He published numerous books of poetry including, Introducing Irony and Returning to Emotion, and was a literary figure in both Chicago and New York during his lifetime. Bodenheim died in New York in 1954.
THOUGHTS WHILE WALKING
Maxwell Bodenheim, 1892-1954
A steel hush freezes the trees.
It is my mind stretched to stiff lace,
And draped on high wide thoughts.
My soul is a large sallow park
And people walk on it, as they do on the park before me.
They numb my levelness with dumb feet,
Yet I cannot even hate them. |