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Перевод Анны Штрассе
Katerina Strucenko
Autumn is packing a valise to leave:
Tea set, a vase and a book lacking pages,
Cranberry-filled twisted croissant (the sleeve
Of the sweatshirt got the stain, now for ages).
Then comes a camera, the "Arch..." by Remarque,
Some yellow leaves, and a gentleman's portrait,
His dandy tail-coat he left in the park,
Someone's lost sneakers she found by the port's gate.
Autumn is packing a suitcase: her stole,
Pulled off from shoulders - a cobweb-made softness,
And a guitar - copper strings. For her soul
She valued most; without it she feels homeless.
Maples stand bare encircling a bench,
First modest snowflakes are spinning and falling...
Autumn is gone. Au revoir! - say the French,
Gone are the tears and faults. Stop recalling.
Autumn is packing a valise to leave...
© Copyright: Екатерина Струценко, 2025
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