We are alone now we have no reason for silence

Станислава Гесс: литературный дневник

В потолке открылся люк
И раздался чей-то крик:
Нобель дали Лизе Глюк,
а стихи-то пишет Глик.


по русски лучше не читать (выглядит как бред - даже ссылку не буду ставить).


I needed nothing more; I was utterly sated.
My heart had become very small; it took very little to fill it.
I watched the rain falling in heavy sheets over the darkened city —


https://readalittlepoetry.wordpress.com/2005/08/14/eros-by-louise-gluck/



The nights have grown cool again, like the nights
of early spring, and quiet again. Will
speech disturb you? We're
alone now; we have no reason for silence.


The Silver Lily
Louise Gl;ck



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