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.
Credit
Excerpts from HOLY WINTER copyright © Maria Stepanova, 2021. Translation copyright © Sasha Dugdale, 2024. Used by permission of New Directions Publishing Corp.
Date Published
01/01/2024