The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot
The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot On the meaning and significance of the poem Translations The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot FOR EZRA POUND IL MIGLIOR FABBRO I. The Burial of the Dead April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull […]
In Defense of Santa Claus
Not fully rhymed though edited translated by © Fledermaus, Евгений Сухарников, Poetry Monster, 2021 The Russian original, by Agnia Barto, is perfectly rhymed though… My brother (he outgrew me) Brings everyone to tears. He told me that Santa Claus Is not what he appears! He told me: -Don’t believe in him! — But then suddenly […]