Friday, August 2, 2013

Vladimir Mayakovsky - So Could You?

At once I smeared the map of boredom
By spilling pigments from a tumbler;
I formed an oceans’ jagged cheekbones
Atop the crest of aspic platter.
I read the summons of fresh youth
on rusty glint of fish scale tin.
So could you 
a drainpipe flute
and play a nocturne on a whim?


Translated by Dina Belyayeva

The original audio recording in Russian

Russian original


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