1- Trial - by misunderstanding, Spines together - crevasse between. Look to side - step into exile, Hands like briars - limp at the seams. Through seams of nerves, joints and sinews Blood does not gush - it drips from pores, And not a man - a man's likeness And all in surplus - excess of nerves. -2- Heart ahead - through body the current flows, Eyes away - in darkness to look, Heat, and cold, and in ribs the arrows Spine on spine beat out a spark. Hands are touching - just like dry branches, It is time - to start the game must. Where eyes play, where the body's rejected, Where success and failure compare the cost. Like a sword's stroke - sharp eyes opening: To make prisoner and take away. Two lakes - light, two lakes of sorrows, To freeze - like a boa at prey. And smoothness, and depth, and silence - Play of crystals liquefied Sin original, warmth and light too... Understanding nonverbal - through the eyes. -3- Trial by misunderstanding, Spines - and if sometime To turn around in fit of delirium With landslide of feeling - eye to eye - But to cease in the blind enlightenment, Not to fall - only to sway, And to continue, moment to moment, And with lips to fall into lake. By Lubov Sokolovsky Translated by Ilya Shambat http://geocities.ws/ilya_shambat2005/sokolovsky.htm