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ночные стихи (англ.) [дек. 26, 2012|04:41 am]
Anatoly Vorobey
Richard Wilbur

Terza Rima

In this great form, as Dante proved in Hell,
There is no dreadful thing that can’t be said
In passing. Here, for instance, one could tell

How our jeep skidded sideways toward the dead
Enemy soldier with the staring eyes,
Bumping a little as it struck his head,

And then flew on, as if toward Paradise.
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From: roma
2012-12-26 04:35 am
отличный стих, спасибо!
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[User Picture]From: wildernesscat
2012-12-26 12:00 pm
+1
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