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REFUSE (Variations
on themes of Marina Tsvetaeva) I
REFUSE to lie in an empty land - without meaning without weight I
DO NOT WANT to vanish into death - into the sterile happiness of
silent wax I
WANT TO SHARE with my presence the subtlety of every sense - the
timelessness of the Universe To
leave all this - forever displaced by the roll-call of the galaxies
and the cosmic stairs To
disappear without any trace I
REFUSE I
PROTEST CIRCLE They
erected that threshing floor for eternity And then left it empty
In its emptiness it was life's finality Under the open sky -
a trap for the determined trackers - a way out into the tenth circle
of light THEY
WOKE ME UP They
warned me with the whispering of the picture on the wall They
called me with the wind from the abyss They closed the door with
my hand They
sent me to sleep recalling the morning twilight |