From “Holy Winter” [Wind. The blue of the mountains invisible]

translated from the Russian by Sasha Dugdale

Wind. The blue of the mountains invisible
In the twilight, under winter stars
Our little house is covered in snow
I hear the dogs barking
By the village gates
Through snow and wind
Someone is coming home.

Foreign words melt in the cheek
Like sugar cubes.

Excerpts from HOLY WINTER copyright © Maria Stepanova, 2021. Translation copyright © Sasha Dugdale, 2024. Used by permission of New Directions Publishing Corp.