AN OPENING FOR A NOVEL
AN OPENING FOR A NOVEL (excerpt from my book “Extraordinary Story of a Turnskin”) “…And suck the blood of all thy race.” (George Gordon Byron)… Read More »AN OPENING FOR A NOVEL
Lara Biyuts
blank verse
The Winter Tremble blank verse by Stéphane Mallarmé (1842-1898), my translation Always slow, among flowers and deities, the clock striking thirteen. Who previously owned… Read More »blank verse
poem in my translation
The Butterfly by Afanasy Fet (1820-1892) You’re right. An outline of Air I am so sweet. My velvet with its living blinking– only two… Read More »poem in my translation