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Lola Ridge (Лола Ридж)


The Fiddler


In a little Hungarian cafe
Men and women are drinking
Yellow wine in tall goblets.

Through the milky haze of the smoke,
The fiddler, under-sized, blond,
Leans to his violin
As to the breast of a woman.
Red hair kindles to fire
On the black of his coat-sleeve,
Where his white thin hand
Trembles and dives,
Like a sliver of moonlight,
When wind has broken the water.



Lola Ridge's other poems:
  1. Scandal
  2. Dispossed
  3. Manhattan
  4. North Wind
  5. East River


Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Fiddler ("The fiddler knows what’s brewing")
  • Marion Angus (Марион Ангус) The Fiddler ("A fine player was he")

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