Trafika Europe 13 - Russian Ballet

Mikhail Eremin

The fisherman reads the sea for signs, neither in still nor in storm does the helmsman interrupt his dialogue with the ocean, The poet (According to his predetermined department?) Lauds the majesty of the elements, profusely curses The unappeased abyss, but if he’s deep-rooted – is indifferent To the endearing breeze as towards the gales of misfortune – The steppes’ inhabitant, he’s able to limit himself to mere mention Of the remarkable deluge that flooded the world entire.


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