Carl Sandburg (Карл Сэндберг)

Kin

Brother, I am fire
Surging under the ocean floor.
I shall never meet you, brother—
Not for years, anyhow;
Maybe thousands of years, brother.
Then I will warm you,
Hold you close, wrap you in circles,
Use you and change you—
Maybe thousands of years, brother.

1. Молитвы после мировой войны • Prayers after World War
2. Парковые руины • Follies
3. A Father to His Son
4. Ready to Kill
5. A Sphinx

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