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DUST

Where does it dwell,
ubiquitous, but driven away
everywhere from the lips of glass,
on which 'the bound of loneliness'
is hovering fourmouthly?
In this case with age comes
the audacity of nonchalance. Everyone has their own temper,
their own smoke of the settlement in the south above
the palmate luminaire of tanned skin,
above the dexterity of dusky, loose hands
receding into the faraway whiteness, into its ash.
It is never in vain. In the valley, where the parting
of semideserts lies, there's much less
earth than sky, Tengrim.
The rill is throbbing above the eyebrows,
the size of a rice crib.
To trudge somewhere to see
the same things as here.

Шамшад Абдуллаев.
Перевод с русского Максима Дрёмова.

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DUST

Where does it dwell,
ubiquitous, but driven away
everywhere from the lips of glass,
on which 'the bound of loneliness'
is hovering fourmouthly?
In this case with age comes
the audacity of nonchalance. Everyone has their own temper,
their own smoke of the settlement in the south above
the palmate luminaire of tanned skin,
above the dexterity of dusky, loose hands
receding into the faraway whiteness, into its ash.
It is never in vain. In the valley, where the parting
of semideserts lies, there's much less
earth than sky, Tengrim.
The rill is throbbing above the eyebrows,
the size of a rice crib.
To trudge somewhere to see
the same things as here.

Шамшад Абдуллаев.
Перевод с русского Максима Дрёмова.

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