Стихи и поэмы. Проза. Переводы. Письма. О поэте. Фото и видео.

Переводы

Translated by Wayne Chambliss

A Jugendstil tower. Myself quite new.
I heard the underbell flowers uncurl.

You were sitting on the little staircase. By all accounts, a pearl.
I stiffened. Limits were measured.

You were the sum of all you encountered,
become what you could not deter.

We were joined by the ladies’ confessor (and connoisseur),
self-absorbed as a Klein jug.

Translated by Wayne Chambliss

Knee deep in mud. For centuries, we have stood where the bogwaters suck.
In the grasp of the inanimate,

there are no straight lines. A sack race is good for a laugh.
And like the Lord’s own trumpets, funnels multiply in the muck.

Once again, darling, yours is a resinous, intimate whisper.
Once again, I’ll bring you pelts and sprigs of heather.

Translated by Wayne Chambliss

Who led me across the city that morning?
Behind the railway station, he sat me down at a low
wooden table and produced a bottle. We cracked it like a watermelon.
My Adam's apple bobbing, as though I and the rails had shared the swallow.

On the fence was a pumpkin. I used to think the elixir of debility
was in the potato. But no! It's in the pumpkin,
an octave below. From the instability
of its inner glow, fingers of pulp emerge as if counting.

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Translated by Wayne Chambliss

There are fewer and fewer animals in the capital.
Less and less often
are the torches of bears
raised above the tall
towers of apartments.
More and more often,
they fall down
shrieking
in an eclipse.
Snorting, they lick
the ears of stone sailors on rooftops.

Oil

Translated by Sergey Levchin

Halfway into the journey – just puncture me with a compass.
Zero-kilometer, where fabled rivers converge, reversing polarity: drain.
Suppose it a tunnel, at once the air is set tight as a lattice.
Hurray! You are launched from the maw of a soil-based yawn.

Hangnail, dangled all the way down to the switchflow entrails,
there to consult the register: vapors, extralarge rock, and the coiled bands.
You unfasten your jaw at the plywood façade like a conscript,
oil, the armed, double-barreled ram turns the corner: en garde!

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Translated by Hendrik Jackson

In meines Lebens Mitte: wie mit einem Zirkel punktgenau gesetzt. Nachtzug
durch eine Nord-Süd-Wasserscheide, ein herausgelöster Kilometer, langgestreckt,
du hältst ihn für einen Tunnel, fühlst die geschichteten Moleküle ganz dicht, im Flug
hoch hin an einer Baggerschaufel, die dich über aufgeworfenes Erdreich trägt.

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Translated by Hendrik Jackson

Schakal und Krähe. Durch kein inneres oder äußeres Blut vereint.
In der Ferne eine Skizze, rauchendes Dynamit. Ihre Schemen
– in der Schwebe – sind bereit, den Kern der Dunkelheit
zu verlassen und eine unfertige Gestalt anzunehmen.

Darüber treiben Sprechblasen – aufblätternde Comics. Ein Strand: dürftig,
kahlrippig und windabgewandt. Geschlossen die Grotte mit Souvernirs.
Es schüttete aus Eimern. Langsam wurde klar, dass der bis zur Hüfte
eingegrabene Fotograf aus Bronze war. Er hatte niemanden fokussiert.

Translated by Christine Zeytounian-Belous

Chacal et corneille : pas de sang extérieur ni interne
entre eux. Au loin se dessine une dynamite fumante.
Leurs contours, qui ne tiennent qu’à un fil, déjà prêts
à quitter le noyau de noirceur, revêtir un aspect provisoire.

Au-dessus d’eux des bulles de discours qui dérivent, bande dessinée
qu’on feuillète sur la plage piquante et venteuse. Et la grotte moderne est fermée.
Le temps se dégage. On comprend que le photographe enfoui
jusqu’à la ceinture est fait de bronze et ne cadre personne.

Translated by Constantine Rusanov

The hedgehog extracts the root of the sky – a dark prophet
shouldering the full weight of Sebastian’s body.

The hedgehog has trickled out of a sieve – its back is
at odds with itself, so meticulously plural.

Translated by Григорій Брайнін та Веніамін Білявський

Зходячись, зникають один перед одним
терпляче —
через ведмедя і рибу — до ракоподібних,
які обліпили душу свою.
Тупцюють. Мружаться, наче змінюючи лінзи,
обом вочевидь пояси на куртках.

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