Ý. Äèêèíñîí. 657. I dwell in Possibility

Îëüãà Äåíèñîâà 2
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Æèâó íå çäåñü – â âîçìîæíîñòè –
Ñðàâíèòü íå ñ ïðîçîé äîì –
È ìíîãî áîëüøå îêîí,
È ñ êåäðû ðîñòîì â íåì

Äâåðíûå íèøè – âåðõà
Âçãëÿä èùåò íå íàéäåò,
À êðûøåé åãî âå÷íîé –
Íåáåñ øàòðîâûé ñâîä –

Îí äëÿ ãîñòåé ëèøü ñàìûõ
Áëèñòàòåëüíûõ îòêðûò –
Ìíå ðóê ïðîñòåðòûõ  ìàëî,
×òîá ýòîò ðàé âìåñòèòü –
2.05. – 11.09.2018



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I dwell in Possibility —
A fairer House than Prose —
More numerous of Windows —
Superior — for Doors —

Of Chambers as the Cedars —
Impregnable of Eye —
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky —

Of Visitors — the fairest —
For Occupation — This —
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise —