INSTEAD OF SONNETS OR OCTAVES
by Pavlo Tychyna, 1920
Rhythm
When two slender girls walk by -- with red poppies
in their hair --
-- somewhere far off! young planets!
Flow. Stream. Atoms of weariness -- to Earth,
to light, out of darkness. Dance up a dust storm...
Suns
form a circle. And from them wisps float off
throughout the universe.
Two girls.
She poured the hungry children some milk, -- sat down
and lost her way in thought...
On the pitcher, two tears rolled down, as if from blind eyes.
One quickly, ahead. The other,
hesitant,
following the first,
in its tracks...
Two girls.
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