by Julie Delvaux
I want to love you, but I know not, how;
To call your name - but is there such a name
That may become you? To the spheres above
I now entrust the knowledge of the same.
I barely hope and yet I almost fear,
They will have found the word and then (alas!)
I will gain power over you to bear -
The power that no mortal ever has.
2006
Translated from Russian by the author
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Julie Delvaux is an award-winning author and translator. Her previous work included publications of prose, poetry and translations of both famous writers and children’s books. After many years of living in the UK she now resides in Moscow, Russia where she teaches English and History, produces copious translations and relaxes with the knitting, surrounded by her pets. Her collection of philosophical essays on a common topic of solitude, Exercises in Loneliness, is available at online stores.
Last updated May 02, 2015