Боже! До чего я дожил!..

Dylan Thomas (for dzhhhh)

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead mean naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

9.10.11

Иоанн в Эфесе ждет осенью снега,
ждет слова.
А они не приходят.

Богоматерь давно на небе,
в объятиях Сына.

Где-то в Сирии или в Риме
усечена мечом Магдалина.

"Накройте лицо мне платом,
посыпьте песком - я лягу
на берегу моря".

Ученики плачут
и делают, платят
за любовь - погребеньем.

"Привлеките мать мою, Землю,
укройте меня! - и не ищите".
Но быстрее всего это исполнит ветер.

Ждет снега,
ждет слова
осеннее море -
оно далеко ушло.

След Иоанна
на горах, городах и книгах.
Седеет ветер
от песни ребенка.