Osip Mandelstam 2

Poema 384

How I wish I could fly
where no one could see me,
behind the ray of light
leaving no trace.

But you - let the light encircle you
That's the one happiness.
Learning from a star the meaning
of light.

If it's a ray, if it's a light,
that's only because
the whisper and chatter of lovers
strengthen and warm it.

And I want to tell you
that I'm whispering,
I'm giving you to the ray,
little one, in whispers.

(Selected Poems of Osip Mandelstam, trad. Clarence Brown and W.S.Merin, New York Review Books,1973).

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