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EYESIGHT OF WASPS
by OSIP MANDELSHTAM
The Ohio State University Press, 1989
Cloth: 978-0-8142-0478-8
Library of Congress Classification PG3476.M355A24 1989
Dewey Decimal Classification 891.713
Cloth: 978-0-8142-0478-8
Library of Congress Classification PG3476.M355A24 1989
Dewey Decimal Classification 891.713
TOC
TABLE OF CONTENTS
- Contents
- Foreword
- Mandelshtam, Nadezhda
- Foreword
- Davie, Donald
- Translator's Preface
- Introduction
- Rayfield, Donald
- From STONE (1913, 1916, 1923 and 1928)
- Fruit breaking loose from tree
- You slipped out in a light shawl
- To read only children's books
- April-blue enamel
- What shall I do with the body I've been given
- An inexpressible sadness
- Newly-reaped ears of early wheat
- Words are unnecessary
- Silentium
- The ear-drums stretch their sensitive sail
- Like the shadow of sudden clouds
- I grew out of a dangerous swamp
- Sultry dusk covers the couch
- How slowly the horses move
- Light sows a meagre beam
- The sea-shell
- I loathe the light/Of the monotonous stars
- In the haze your image/Trembled
- No, not the moon, but the bright clock-face
- The one who walks
- The casino
- The Lutheran
- Hagia Sophia
- Notre Dame
- Poisoned bread, and satiated air
- Horses' hooves … The clatter
- Golden orioles are in the woods
- Nature is Roman, and mirrored in Rome
- Sleeplessness. Homer. Stretched sail
- Herds of horses graze or gaily neigh
- You have fallen for the hunters' lure
- In Euripides the old men
- From TRISTIA (1922)
- – How the splendour of these veils and of this dress
- We shall leave our bones in transparent Petropolis
- This night is irredeemable
- Disbelieving the miracle of resurrection
- Out of the bottle the stream of golden honey
- Spring's clear-grey/Asphodel
- Tristia
- Sisters: heaviness and sweetness
- Return to the incestuous lap
- When Psyche, who is life, descends among shades
- I have forgotten the word I wanted to say
- For the sake of delight
- Here is the pyx, it hangs in the air
- Because I had to let go of your arms
- When the city moon looks out on the avenues
- On my lips a singing name, I stepped
- I like the grey silences under the arches
- From POEMS (1928)
- I was washing at night in the courtyard
- To some, winter is a blue sky of steaming wine and nuts
- Rosy foam of fatigue on his sensual lips
- As the leaven swells
- I climbed into the tousled hayloft
- My time
- Whoever finds a horseshoe
- 1 January 1924
- Two poems published in NOVYY MIR, 1931 and 1932
- from Armenia
- Batyushkov
- Poems published posthumously
- Self-portrait
- I was only in a childish way connected with the world of power
- Wolf
- I drink to the blossoming epaulette
- Help me, O Lord
- Impressionism
- Ariosto
- We exist, without sensing our country beneath us
- from Journey to Armenia
- Your narrow shoulders
- Black earth
- Yes, I'm lying in the earth
- You took away my seas, and running jumps, and sky
- My country conversed with me (part 6 of Stanzas)
- Those hundred-carat ingots, Roman nights
- The wave advances
- I shall perform a smoky rite
- I shall not return my borrowed dust to the earth
- Now today is yellow-mouthed, idiotic
- Like a belated present
- I would sing of him who shifted the axis of the world
- I still haven't died, I'm still not alone
- I look the frost in the face, alone
- Asthmatic sloth of asphyxiating steppes
- Plagued by miraculous hunger
- Don't compare: anything alive is matchless
- What has contended with oxide and alloys
- The mounds of human heads disappear into the distance
- I'm listening, listening to the early ice
- A little boy, his red face shining like a lamp
- Where can I put myself this January
- Like Rembrandt, martyr of light and dark
- Breaks of the rounded bays, shingle like cartilage
- Song comes when the throat is raw
- Eyes keener than a sharpened scythe
- Equipped with the eyesight and absorption of wasps
- I'm plunged into a lion's den, a fort
- If our enemies take me
- Ribbed pillars and piers, arcades and aisles
- This is what I want most of all
- This azure island was exalted by its potters
- As if language weren't enough
- I raise this greenness to my lips
- With her irregular delightful way of walking
- Notes
- Acknowledgements
- Further Reading
- Appendix:
- Russian texts of poems translated
- Index of first lines and titles
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