Vadim Shefner

We give names to the stars, to phenomenas, rivers and springs,
Sets of names were designed for all threes by their everyday's killers,
But a spring doesn’t know that it is exactly ‘a spring’,
And, just entering sea, rivers merge in anonymous rivers.

For the reason that gods' immortality’s lost by gay earth,
Every day seems to me as the sudden and great celebration --
Have been born every morn in the fragile and rainbowed haze,
The anonymous Adam, I enter the nameless creation.


Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, April, 2001