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Дикий ирис
Vespers

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Your voice is gone now; I hardly hear you.

Your starry voice all shadow now

and the earth dark again

with your great changes of heart.


And by day the grass going brown in places

under the broad shadows of the maple trees.

Now, everywhere I am talked to by silence


so it is clear I have no access to you;

I do not exist for you, you have drawn

a line through my name.


In what contempt do you hold us

to believe only loss can impress

your power on us,


the first rains of autumn shaking the white lilies —


When you go, you go absolutely,

deducting visible life from all things


but not all life,

lest we turn from you.

Дикий ирис. Аверн. Ночь, всеохватная ночь

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