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Andrey Voznesensky. Ru-Poem. Translated from the Russian by Alec Vagapov

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    Andrey Voznesensky. Ru-Poem. Translated from the Russian by Alec Vagapov

 

Andrey Voznesensky

ru

Poem

(Translated by Alec Vagapov)

November 2000

First Dedication

 

 

 

 

 

 

All drawings done by Andrey Voznesensky

 


First Dedication

 

The site reminded me of the reflection
of a cathedral. It was striped. I sailed.
I was on line. Beyond the cogged erection
the " love you" virus bloomed and hailed.
 
I was on line. It was by far more real
than the Mossad or Zoo. I was on line.
Mozart was floating upside-down, like a reel,
up on the piano.
And the site was mine.
 
I was on line. Like little Saturns
the raviolis were hanging up on height.
My hope seemed venturesome, all of a sudden.
It was my site.
 
I thank You once again, oh God,
I am allowed to enter the satanic paradise,
or rather hell, - it's stuffy - I am out,
I'm on your site,
how nice!
 
And if you, thunder-stricken, cannot bear
this upside down façade,
don't come to play, if you don't care
about my site.
 
I'm somersault of my inverted Motherland.
I'm a clown, and its cranberry,- not blood.
We're sick and tired of purges. Its so hard.
I am on line. Speak out, land.
 
You have become the love of my existence
determining the living of my loving instance.

 


Andrey Voznesensky,
"The Virtual Wind'"

 

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Second Dedication

 

You're lost. I say on oath.
I'll save it in my soul. It's true.
One seventh part of earth
with such a tiny name as "ru".

...

 

 

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Third Dedication

 

-RU, WHERE ARE YOU OFF TO? TELL ME PLEASE!

-TO THE INTERNET! THE WEB, THAT IS!


Andrey Voznesensky.

Poems. Translations. Essays

 

 

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Chat 1

 

As I run out in the morning
I look around and I view:
beyond Rublyovsky Highway - there's ru
and in the wood where berries grew- there's ru 
 
Corrupted, dishonest- ru
reproved and disparaged - ru
the steering wheel, rudder - ru
the name of Vrubel has - ru!
 
Repeated stupidity gee!
I scan it in the wind and I see
the ECG[1] of double u
www and dot and ru
I like three w and dot and ru.
 
www-three boats of Rurik's?
and the accordion at night?
the song about cows? All right?
3 crowns and surety
the CIA and GRU[2]
(Security)
ru
 
 

ru-banks
have shaved us all like planks.
At night my t-shirt flies up in the sky
oh my!
waving like mad forth and back
along with messianic ru alias of Bach!
 
Is Ru so bad?
New York, Beirut and Kaunas cast spells.
They steal at home like nowhere else!
We scold ourselves when we're abroad!
We steal,
but save our souls and pray to God.
www. a foreign nation.ru
www.a corporation.ru
www.a troubadour.ru
Ill crush you- yells the sillywoman.ru

 

 

 

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Chat 2

 

States are governed by cooks. Look out.
Boys and girls are on line all this while.
There is nothing disgraceful about
hackers valour and hidden smile..
What goes on in your heart, hacker, lass?
Daughter.ru? Final specialised class?
No, its worn chrysopaz.
And despite the protective charters
crystal lenses get tired, alas.
 
Hairdresser gets half of your salary
for the hair you wear so happily,
Death to trash, stylish hairdo,
as you leaf through the pages of Harpers
like a piggy you breathe, yes, you do.
In your cardiogram therere hackers,
pretty lassie among them, too.
www.goodheavens!ru.

www.CityLibrary.Pushkin ru
www. roulette. Russia.ru
www.Kursk[3].ru
Or betrayal of wicked guru?

 


Andrey Voznesensky

Compassion
of Stradivarius

 

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Chat 3

 

Now take care!
Dont smash them glasses-
Casts of busts of Antoinette.
The interior of terra incognita
is defined as the Internet
 
Your clean-shaven PC engineer,
what on earth did, in fact, he assume?
He was daft tove adorned the interior
with the medical sketch of the womb.
 
Its an object of tender affection
like a red, purple map of his land,
doesnt look like the imitation
of an office, important and grand.
 
Hes a pro and a leech, well I never!
Like a baby, a hairless man.
Hes inspired- you see? How clever!
Well begun!
 
Its disgusting! Symbolic! Capacious!
The abused and insulted wall
shuddered angrily with indignation
tumbling down and taking a fall.
 
Pink as soap, a soul or some spirit
From within Kamasutra whined:
Inner life! Never try to play with it !
Inner world! Never look inside.
 
And his skull was a-shaking , which followed
by the gush of the ring in his ear,
and we saw by the wall it was swallowed.
Oh dear!
 
First the skull, then the leg disappeared
in the stony and mortal game.
It was long till the stone-work appeared
to be calm and quiet again.
 
Where are you crazy boy,
wherere are ye goin to?
Comet rain will be next, you bet?
The interior of terra incognita
is defined as the internet.

www. rurgas.ru
www.orgasm.ru
www.buseness.ru
mouse looks for a hole
ru

 

 

 

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Chat 4

(without RU)

 

I am without you
Its like being without ru.
 
Venus dressed in kaftan
will be changed to Kafka[4]
 
They rob and (ru)in like nowhere else
(ru)blyovsky Highway.
Look for yourselves!
 
I havent earned on rhymes a single (ru)ble.[5]
A mermaid sits upon a branch[6]
Dont trouble.
 I spoke to the policemen.ru
 
Charity.ru
begins at home -
said
Maria Antoinette.
 
I am a lonely ru.sail.
How much is Mercedes-Benz?
Or should I say just Benz?
 
inas the girl of my dream.
They admire Newtons
binomial theorem.
What is on?
TV and so on.
 
 
To: Judge Advocate General
(copy to : district attorney)
As far back as in 1994 I invented the alias Ru (ru) and had it published. I herewith request to make up for moral damages for plagiarism which, by my estimate, is 1 rouble for each ru.
 
www.woznesenskij.ru
 
Youll be the first
To chat.
Dont drink alone.
Fatigued by spiritual thirst[7]
What if you choke like Dovlatov did?
Now, lads,
Read it and envy me
I happen to be
A citizen of the United Chats[8].

www.woznesenskij.ru

 

 

 

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Chat 5

 

You love me so,
you love me, love me so!
with injection of drug in your heart,
taking off heaps of skirts you go
to acquaint me with nudes, soft and hard.
 
You are freedom of my subjugation
Youre in bilberry field again.
Having rubbed in some pitch embrocation
you explained me the rules of the game.
 
There is tremor over the burdocks
and the fields, no access to paint.
And your breath disappearing, faded
you, my ru, cant be manually made.

 


Andrey Voznesensky

Prose

 

 

 

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Chat 6

 




Night. Chelyabinsk[9].
Belts in hand, as a rule.
For my friend
I will fight to the bitter end!
Its my granny. Vocational school.
And the buckle with letters ru.
 
Buckles whistle. Come on! Smite and beat it!
Buckles sullied, to blemish the face.
On the Day of the Holly Spirit!
Buckles welded with led, just in case!
 
Street fighting! Revenge and requital!
(The front porch with shingle is littered!)
Its revenge for the beggarly life.
Were a fist when we all get together
All are friends, - like birds of a feather.
 
Face in mud, - not in tart or custard.
Someones floating up there on high,
winded round by the buckle of bastard,
helicopter, a lonely guy.
 
Buckles carve stripes and streaks in the air
that are not double u , - far from it.
Well, its me who snarls down there
from beneath of somebodys feet
 
Speech is bleeding lively and spirited
with just one decent word which is sites
up above in celestial vicinity
Motherland is saluting with lights
 
Where are you off to, ru?
Wo!You!

www.armed vehicle.ru

 

 

Chat 7

 

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THE TALE OF THE GIRL DARN FISH [10]
 
The woman spun woollen thread
The man caught fish with a net. 
No extraterrestrials in the NET.
The countries for which they are bound
are not to be found.
One has to be fed
to become red.
 
 
 
 
I like Nescafe with caviar, do you?
Neither w, nor double u, nor ru.
 

Theres no kittycat for the kitty
Its a pity.   

www.turkey.ru

The turkey cries in the yard: boo!
before execution: www.ru 
Skuratov [11]wears a funny bonNET
No kiNETic skeletons in the cabiNET.
Well be caught in the NET by Kio[12].
Well be caught in the NET by Moskino.[13]
Well be caught in the NET by Goskino.[14]
Chaff and daff in the NET? 
There is nothing of what is on sale.
Hes got nothing to eat. All is stale. 
 
No mono ten
No to ten 
 
 
 
 
 


NO INTERNET!-
my neighbour said.
 


Its autumn. Monetization.
The bat doesnt pay
for illumination.
 
New cabiNET thief imposes NO
(In Russian its NET)
His forelock down on strings,
Somebody sings.
The plaNETary tears are shed
by Bashmet.[15]
 
NO SHADOW
 
Independence is verification
for piety and exaltation.
Bonaparte left a three flap cap.
Had we only left jubilation
 
of Triumph, that trick off the map,
it would have been an endeavour!
Uncommon? What if for ever?
 
The artists are selfless there
ignoring the dirty squabble,
one doesnt guzzle and gobble,
and stars are willing to pair.
 
Where nevertheless
Bashmet will impress
the genius Menshikov
who likes mastication.
Christ rules out retaliation.
The woman, the artists representation,
will convert InterNET
into
YES TO NET!




Leaves, in alt, setting out discomfort,
will descend on the fields of rebirth.
Sleeping there, smelling and truffled
is forgiving and pardoning earth
 
Do not urge my half-chiselled ru
to mutiny! No, it wont do!
 
A hacker, Bashmets one time student,
grown up, mature and prudent,
forces open the code of the bank
-just for fun, like playing a prank
Talents strive for the good, they do:
www.prison.ru
www.asthma.ru
 
I sign a letter to the Tsar. I do!
(www.merchant.ru)
we are losing a talent I say.
Open the prison.ru, pray!
 
- For whom is -
the bell.com?
what dreams does mosquito dream?
viRUs.mosquito, ru
mosquito and comma ru

 

 

Chat 8

 

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The blade of Gilette flashed.
Hey boss, put your pistol away!
The tough guy violently slashed
throwing out the guts on the tray.
 
Like a bucked of purple pearls,
or people in the underground
the inside, all steaming, hurls
the guts and bowels all out.
 
Enjoy Russian style hara-kiri.
The boss will be put to shame!
Its disembowel therapy, really.
Guts on the table! Its much the same.
They wont understand, either Russian
or Yiddish. Theres a way :
pulsating miscarriage is dashing
onto the table, eh?
The soul percolates and leaches.
The dog made a dash for the guts.
The doctors will put in stitches.
www.ru www.ru. Nuts!
 
Holin, Im sure youll be able
to remember -oh bosh ! - all this.
When throwing the guts on the table -
the desk, that is.
 
The female cops will scream,
a veil beneath the mask:
- whose chat is it? Whose teem?
-Its Ru.
My task.

 

 

 

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Chat 9

 

Lay sisters of order of hackers
have sleepy night-owl eyes.
Young girlish lady in khaki
assuming a zombie guise.
 
The child of the network facility
Some milk for the harmful work.
You keep up your souls viability
by using non-standard word.
 
At heart you are tough and molded.
Heated girl, with math in your head.
You can speak up straight from the shoulder,
say what cannot be quietly said.
 
Is it sexual terrorism? Dullness
Like a beautiful insect, the soul,
quite obscure and alien, struggles
in the butterfly net, in a hole.
 
Mini anger is stirring within you
like it happens in every head.
Just two uncommitted murders,
and yesterdays pillage instead.
 
Zemphira?
Youll laugh with derision?
Youll jump down the roof? Play a trick?
Unlettered and conscious decision
like a mouse, to fingers will stick.
 
And then you will feel so wretched
that starting to play Macintosh
youll shout : I bury the hatchet.
This net! Let it perish. By gosh!
 
Ru
I am through.
 
Lets read the original. What?
www.ru.
Oh my God!

Weve forgotten the dot!

And we havent yet rhymed
the black mini-hole
(What the goal-keeper sees
in his dreams)
What is goal? Its delay, eh?
Or your prank? Or your lark and horseplay?
 
Or the mouse starts the game
by upsetting dots again.
Turning it into dash?
Or trash?
Beyond the fence some flowers grew.
www.ru
 
Up to now theyre laughing like beasts.
Ivan the Terrible is having a feast
Kaligula is like Shura[16]
and these
are as like as two pees.

We shall yet get through, ru!

 

 

 

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Chat 10

 



www bound in faggot
is a dangerous black light, you bet.
Thorns and prickles turned upside down
are defined as the Internet
Just like Christmas-tree decorations
these brand-new www things
are like stainless and spotless relations
on the forehead of human beings! 
- For whom
does the bell.com?
Welcome.
Wheels a-missing, barking like beagles,
every hour, as if by convention,
(Jede Stunde in German translation)
the containers loaded with prickles
will be bound for the ru destination.
 
What are mosquitos dreams ?
Common room? Comma.ru


 

 

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OFF

 

Please, forgive me, you fellow traveller
of present-day festive calvary.
Youll get all you want and enough.
I am off.
 
Im Ophelia of dirty realities.
The ophthalmic-crystal looks show.
I am off the official formalities,
Offshore.
I have ruined your life entirely,
to ashes, as stated above.
I have been to Boldino timely,
yes, I have.
 
Generations and humans
change
Blok [17] and Blake[18] have one woman.
Strange?
 
Moses leads generations
again.
Im off to my last destination.
Forgive and forget if you can.
 
Falling stars lashed against perforated colander. Cool!
Dont be naive to believe in free download, fool.
 
I am a stable woman
in our unstable times.
high treason, betrayal of humans
are my charms.
 
The envious lying
of raiding line
is a thing that happens off line,
off life.
 
The attorneys morals have plundered me all.
Upon my word!
I run into you, heart and soul
of the World.
 
Ill break their rules of the game.
Those Boyars[19] again!

With Pushkin I dashed to Yar[20]. Uh-Uh!

Im ru

 

 

 

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EPILOGUE

 

 

I love you, I love you
I love you! I do!
All talented scoundrels
Are smashed by your genius, ru!
 
Your hounds have torn up my calves,
and now when I burn anew
the following letters arouse:
your name www.ru.
 
Shareholders enjoyed celebrations,
like Orwells hogs taking pleasure in you
avoiding Public Relations,
yours.unpromoted.ru
 
You have saved me and kissed.
Never better!
Therefore when I pass away
I will code the initial letter
as www.ru.  
OK
 
Let them call for the whole world to hear
When they fly in the heaven of blue.

Little cranes ever flocking up here

     W
       W
          W
         ru     

 

 

 

 

 

 



[1] ECG Electrocardiogram

[2] GRU Chief Intelligence Department in Russia

[3] Kursk Russian nuclear submarine which was wrecked in the Barenz Sea in 2000

[4] Kafka Franz, 18831924, Austrian novelist and short-story writer, born in Prague.

[5] I havent earned on rhymes a single (ru)ble reference to Mayakovskys poem
[6] A mermaid sits upon a branch Reference to Pushkins poem
[7] Fatigued by spiritual thirst - Reference to Pushkins poem

 

[8] I happen to be a citizen of the United Chats reference to Mayakovskys poem on Soviet Passport:
Rread it and envy me I happen to be
A citizen of the Soviet Union.

[9] Chelyabinsk - A city of western Siberian Russia, south of Sverdlovsk. Founded in 1736 as a Russian frontier outpost, it is a major metallurgical and industrial center. Poulation, 1,096,000.

 

[10] THE TALE OF THE GIRL DARN FISH  - reference to Puschkins literary work

The Fairy Tale of The Fisherman and the Golden Fish

[11] Skuratov Chief of repressive machinery under Ivan the Terrible in the 15th century

[12] Kio - famous Russian magician and conjurer

[13] Moskino -Administrative body of Moscow city Cinematography

[14] Goskino - Administrative body of all - Russian State Cinematography

[15] Bashmet contemporary Russian musician and composer

[16] Shura - common Russian name, short for Alexander (also: Shurik, Sasha)

[17] Blok, Aleksandr Aleksandrovich. 1880-1921. Russian poet. Considered Russia's greatest symbolist poet, he is particularly noted for his lyrics, verse dramas, and long poem The Twelve (1918).

 

[18] Blake, William. 1757-1827. British poet and artist whose paintings and poetic works, such as Songs of Innocence (1789) and The Marriage of Heaven and Hell (c. 1790), have a mystical, visionary quality.

 

[19] Boyar - A member of a class of higher Russian nobility that until the time of Peter I headed the civil and military administration of the country and participated in an early duma.

 

[20] Babi Yar - A ravine outside Kiev , the Ukraine where the Jews of the city were killed by German troops in 1941. The massacre is commemorated in Yevgeny Yevtushenko's 1961 poem Babi Yar.

 


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