While
night
declaims,
essential
peacefully
melts,
dissolves,
disappears
in the cloudless
air of life-giving
oblivion.
On the top
of the full moon
the star
of your twinkling
with happiness
tears burns
and never fades.
Translated by Natalia Ogienko.
Glagoslav Publications has presented a five-language edition of Alexander Korotko’s poem “Stus” — a work…