Conversation with Comrade Lenin by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Conversation with Comrade Lenin by Vladimir Mayakovsky Awhirl with events, packed with jobs one too many, the day slowly sinks as the night shadows fall. There are two in the room: I and Lenin- a photograph on the whiteness of wall. The stubble slides upward above his lip as his mouth jerks open in speech. […]
Our March by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Our March by Vladimir Mayakovsky Beat the squares with the tramp of rebels! Higher, rangers of haughty heads! We’ll wash the world with a second deluge, Now’s the hour whose coming it dreads. Too slow, the wagon of years, The oxen of days — too glum. Our god is the god of speed, Our heart […]
Call To Account! by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Call To Account! by Vladimir Mayakovsky The drum of war thunders and thunders. It calls: thrust iron into the living. From every country slave after slave are thrown onto bayonet steel. For the sake of what? The earth shivers hungry and stripped. Mankind is vapourised in a blood bath only so someone somewhere can get […]
At the Top of My voice by Vladimir Mayakovsky
At the Top of My voice by Vladimir Mayakovsky My most respected comrades of posterity! Rummaging among these days’ petrified crap, exploring the twilight of our times, you, possibly, will inquire about me too. And, possibly, your scholars will declare, with their erudition overwhelming a swarm of problems; once there lived a certain champion of […]
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 […]