Author's website Alexander Korotko

* * * 92 * * *

Бубенцы росы

звенят,

ветер хлопает

в ладоши,

фильм о пуле

смертью снят,

гули-гули,

фильм хороший,

только нет в живых

ребят.

* * * 92 * * *

The dew bells

are ringing;

the wind flaps,

claps.

A death-by-bullet

movie is made;

ghouls, ghouls.

The movie is good,

but none of the guys

remain alive.

In the cover letter to the translated poetry, Sheppard noted:

“… I attach a new version of the June-August Blackout poems that includes number 92, the latest.

Do let me know if I have misunderstood something. This is a poem of a real genius. What a great talent Alexander has.

I hope all is well with you and Alexander.”