27 ديسمبر 2013

TWELVE

by Aleksander Blok
Night, street, lamp, drugstore
A dull and meaningless light
Go on and live another quarter century
Nothing will change. There's no way out

You'll die, then start from the beginning
It will repeat, just like before
Night, icy ripples on a canal
Drugstore, street, lamp


Illustration to Aleksandr Blok's poem 'The Twelve'

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