Vadim Shefner

Tho’ they do neigh – the metaphoric horses,
Tho’ the far arrow, while fleeting, brings its hum, 
I see myself that life so clear and short is 
As that line on a surface of a palm.

It is not large – the part of my life’s road,
I am to pass before my final stay --
But my heart isn’t, with grief or fear, loaded
And mind has what to think of on my way…


Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, April, 2001