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This poem was submitted in July 2013 to Talisman magazine (http://www.talismanmag.net/)
Шёпот города
Мы проходили по городу,
город близился к вечеру,
мы бродили в лабиринте,
и в улицах, которые
в высоту больше,
чем в ширину,
от стен отдавалось
шуршанье сотен шагов.
Мы проходили по городу —
по шепчущим внутренностям
морской раковины.
Whisper of the City
We were walking through the city,
the city was nearing night,
we wandered in the maze
and in those streets which
are taller
than they are wide,
the rustle of hundreds of steps
echoing off the walls.
We were walking through the city—
through the whispering innards
of a seashell.
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