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file:
poems by
Felicita Scogliarino
(b.1920, iItalian of Crimea, deported),
written while in prison in Kazakhstan. Read by Felicita Scogliarino.
translation:
Not to be drunk / not to be a thief / but just because I am
Italian / for that they have sent me to prison. |
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file:
poems from Kolyma's Songs, written in 1976 by
Anatoli Vladimirovich
Sigulin
(poet), read by Irina
Victorovna Sigulin.
translation:
I alone will walk towards these mountain tops covered with snow,
where for so many years, followed by soldiers, I have walked. I will go
there alone, towards the Kolyma river, and you will not search for me.
I will go neither in a prisoner train, nor with handcuffs. I want to fly
like a swan with a crown of diamonds over golden clouds. It has passed a
quarter of a century and and nature is always the same: it is half-dark
behind the hills. A small thing is mising in this scenery so familiar to
me: there on the mountain there is not the sentry box anymore. I will see
the mines behind the rotten barracks where the purple grapes grow freely
and the soul, like the times, will get filled with pain and darkness, and
from the skies a tear will drop. I will go neither in a prisoner train, nor
with handcuffs. I want to fly like a swan with a crown of diamonds over
golden clouds. |
