Yosef Latman
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MY FORGET-ME-NOTS, BELOVED YOU MINE
(Free translation from Russian by the author Yosef Latman)
My forget-me-nots, beloved you mine,
In the green humid grass like blue lights,
Old woods' dear gentle girlfriends,
Like living brush strokes of wonderful paints.
Who picked and crumpled you, forget-me-nots!
Which winds carried away the petals,
Who has played such the cruel jokes,
And hitherto go down the bitter rains?
And now autumn is joking with me:
Melancholy... The horizon not see. A mist
Is hanging outside the windows like a pall ...
This autumn more bitter than wormwood, than rain cold.
12.01.2021
My forget-me-nots, beloved you mine
© Copyright: Иосиф Латман, 2021
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