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Index
Cover Title Page Contents PREFACE INTRODUCTION A NOTE ON TRANSLITERATION BELLA AKHMADULINA
In the Botkin Hospital To Await Arrival
POLINA BARSKOVA
Evening at Tsarskoe Selo [The poet has passed away]
TATYANA BEK
[Beneath the flakes of Russian snow] [We’ve all got history on our hands …]
NATALYA BELCHENKO
[I’d happily survey the world] [It’s boring looking at the same old contents] [Chameleons are fine]
LARISA BEREZOVCHUK
[Calm rocks to sleep in your usual place]
MARINA BORODITSKAYA
[Now I am a fan of silence] Christmas Eve Sound Letter [So much gentleness from unknown men] [Poor composer]
EKATERINA BOYARSKIKH
[A person is reflected by the whirlpool, not the face]
ZINAIDA BYKOVA
[Close of day] At the Stop [Potatoes in flower]
SVETLANA DENGINA
Autumnal Equinox Russia
REGINA DERIEVA
[I don’t feel at home where I am] [Beyond Siberia again Siberia] [On the sea-shore, smell of iodine] Theory of Recruiting
MARINA DOLIA
from Silence
IRINA ERMAKOVA
[… toward morning around seven] Gethsemane Lullaby for Odysseus
GALINA ERMOSHINA
[And also—the Minotaur, farmer, owner, respondent] [Autumn your bellringing, the apple of bright weeping]
ZOYA EZROKHI
A Day at Home Repetition
ELENA FANAILOVA
[Better this way: it’s you with nothing to hold on to] Frida’s Album (Frida Kahlo’s Album)
NINA GABRIELIAN
A Phoenician Statuette Tortoise from the cycle Erebuni
MARIYA GALINA
Ghazal [What, in July’s honey heat, do you weep for, poor goy] [I said to him—Just don’t throw me into that briar patch]
DINA GATINA
[I’m being stalked by a bird] [My eyes are]
ANNA GLAZOVA
solo the grant of death from Cities
LINOR GORALIK
[Here I am] [Every few weeks I see there is an empty chair in our local nursery]
NATALYA GORBANEVSKAYA
[I will not be able to explain why] [The rhymes picked me in a ditch] [What I drink is not hot, not sweet] [We live—sometimes] Notes of a Cold War Veteran [Epiphanies]
ANNA GORENKO
[There the folk museum alone lies in its embers] [Flowers live faster than rotting of cherries] [death covers up nakedness] [houses like piles of children’s books] Translated from the European
NINA GORLANOVA
Three-Liners
FAINA GRIMBERG
[The reflection of a wet finger …]
ELENA IGNATOVA
[Then there was the rose I fell in love with] [To sob, pressing oneself against the officer’s greatcoat]
NINA ISKRENKO
Another Woman
OLGA IVANOVA
To Russian Women [Do I hold the past in my hands] [Time turned inside out] [I meet myself each and every day]
SVETLANA IVANOVA
[O caterpillar, daughter of the butterfly] [Bird, start up your moan, your whine] Subterranean River Poem
INNA KABYSH
Making Jam in July [Whenever the prodigal son returns home]
KATIA KAPOVICH
[Something from an untidy Russian life] [Parting makes simple sense]
SVETLANA KEKOVA
[Space is arched like a sail] [With much effort, I glimpse in the darkness and rubbish] [Running water is cold, the river from Eden flows east] [The tsar sits on his throne as if he sat on bones] [Look, a man is flying and] [Already, no more suffering, no]
MARINA KHAGEN
[in the branches’ shade]
OLGA KHVOSTOVA
Flood Songs
MARIYA KILDIBEKOVA
[Pizza’s a populous island] [Everybody was going on talking the same talk]
NINA KOSSMAN
[A bomb said to a city] Cassandra to Agamemnon Backward Sound
ELENA KOSTYLEVA
[A vacancy instead of you]
IRINA KOVALEVA
[I can still make you out] [… And there was beauty]
ELLA KRYLOVA
The Pilgrims Cornflowers
MARINA KUDIMOVA
[Prison, zona, the camps, Taldái-Kustanái, and the low road] [The pleated strata of air]
INNA KULISHOVA
[Till now] [Total darkness]
YULIYA KUNINA
Inconsistent Self-Portrait
INGA KUZNETSOVA
[speech is a stream] [I’m trying to fit my destiny into] [repairs are like the fall of Pompeii] [for a centenary] [a seagull shrilly in my head] [breadcrumbs falling from the table] A Wand
EVGENIYA LAVUT
About Love [In the body of the town I’m a pupil]
ELENA LAZUTKINA
[The wind’s mane] [I stand and inspect the phenomena drawn up] [Ruined so many romances]
INNA LISNIANSKAYA
Ode to the Computer [Between hope and failure] [Like the earth turning, I creak, and dream] Triptych of Reflection Jealousy [Quiet days and quiet evenings]
SVETA LITVAK
[Shadows of the plane-tree leaves] [I catch the smell of beans]
MARA MALANOVA
Morning [Many films begin with a funeral] [Among the men some carved-bone dice are thrown] [Like a faded painting]
KSENIYA MARENNIKOVA
[I, Mariya, burn your fingers] [Mother, squatting hurts] [Don’t let me leave you, I may die] [my head is spinning to the right]
OLGA MARTYNOVA
[What does the river know of its own bed] [Night unwraps the true stuff of the world]
IRINA MASHINSKAYA
[So I stood by and watched] Newspapers on the Plateau
LARISA MILLER
[The light cross of lonely strolls] [Let’s fill in the form: date of birth] [The heavens are playing with the earth]
TATYANA MILOVA
[Sometimes, not often, it’s true] [… I’ve overslept my stop … the train will spit me out]
STELLA MOROTSKAYA
[morning sleep] [Screams and hair come out] Tomato
RAISA MOROZ
[There’s a cinnamon tree that grows on the Moon]
NEGAR
[Forgive me that I opened your door silently] Dust
OLESIA NIKOLAEVA
[Once I used to study languages dead for millennia] [You can go on holiday now, you can dabble in verse]
REA NIKONOVA
[The earth is burning] [Six charred leaves drift] [Along the threads of veins] [I sit over grief]
VERA PAVLOVA
Grass Heaven and Earth from Signs of Life [This is the way a row of official tulips] [And God saw] [On the way to you] [Armpits smell of linden blossom] from Letter from Memory
ALEKSANDRA PETROVA
[Tarantino’s languor and dreaming back] [Again sick] [In Juda desert]
LIUDMILA PETRUSHEVSKAYA
Poor Ruth
OLGA POSTNIKOVA
Archangel Cathedral
IRINA RATUSHINSKAYA
[Thus you lived your life without regret] [Penelope, the screaming is all over]
TATYANA RETIVOVA
Elegy to Atlantis
TATYANA RIZDVENKO
[Frost and sun, as needed] [It was such a pearly, pink season]
OLGA SEDAKOVA
Rain Sant’ Alessio, Roma In Memory of a Poet
EVELINA SHATS
[A rose] Sleep soundly, dear poet
TATYANA SHCHERBINA
About Limits [Except for love everything] [They cut off my hot water] [What’s it you’re howling, siren-telephone] [Where are the future’s clawlets?] [Tell me, Comrade God, how can life, over this stretch]
IRINA SHOSTAKOVSKAYA
[Sailor sailor got ashore] [The boy bears a gray shield] [Today I’m a proper king’s daughter]
ELENA SHVARTS
Memorial Candle
Conversation with a Cat
A Portrait of the Blockade through Genre Painting, Still Life, and Landscape
NATALYA STARODUBTSEVA
[Roundabouts solidly turn] [And it is cold here and a bit strange]
MARIYA STEPANOVA
Airman
DARYA SUKHOVEY
Spring Scales
OLGA SULCHINSKAYA
The Kite Crimea [The wind paces on the lower branch]
ELENA SUNTSOVA
[Beyond is where the passersby end] [as old salts know] [city of summer you inhabit a fluff-light city of little claws] [as you and i stand long]
VITALINA TKHORZHEVSKAYA
Wild Rose [He wouldn’t sign the death warrant] Silence
YANA TOKAREVA
Brief reflection on the greatness of God [Why is she sleeping on some steps] from On Russian Poetry (1996–2000)
ELENA VASILEVA
[I wish I could look] [I used to be your echo] [She’s calling God, she wants to ask Him]
EKATERINA VLASOVA
[A little sympathy] [On an old grand piano] [I see] [Create me a world] [There is a way to sew wings on arms]
TATYANA VOLTSKAYA
[The low clouds, the shreds of dry grass] [Rhyme is a woman, trying on clothes] [God is the first snow. He is a leaf, a mosquito]
GALINA ZELENINA (GILA LORAN)
[With grown-up clever hands] Shma Yisrael (Hear, O Israel)
GALI-DANA ZINGER
Strategy [I’m speaking to make you silent] Lamentation of the Border-Guard
OLGA ZONDBERG
[The variety of animals, said Khlebnikov] [cockle-antarctica] [they all but cry out] [there were lots of them] [To die. And be born as an inspector of playgrounds for tiny tots]
POSTFACE APPENDIX BIBLIOGRAPHY THE POETS THE TRANSLATORSTHE TRANSLATORS INDEX TO TITLES About the Author Copyright
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