âíîâü ìîðîñèò

Ôèëìîð Ïëýéñ
***
âíîâü ìîðîñèò
âñÿ â ëóæàõ
äåðåâåíñêàÿ óëèöà

drizzling again
covered with puddles
village street


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â ãëóáèíå ñàäà
ñëèçíè îáëåïëÿþò
óïàâøåå ÿáëîêî

deep in the garden
slugs stick
fallen apple


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îêíà âî äâîð –
òèøèíó óòðà
ñìåòàåò äâîðíèê

courtyard windows –
silence of the morning
janitor sweeps away


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äîæäü â ñòàðîì ïàðêå –
ãèïñîâûå ñïîðòñìåíû
óæå íå òå

rain in old park –
gypsum athletes
aren’t the same now


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âñòðå÷à â êàôå –
ìîêðåå ìîêðîãî
áðîøåííûå ïåð÷àòêè

meeting in a cafe –
wetter than wet
thrown gloves