Tag Stratanovsky

A lane in the factory quarters O dreadful children of abandoned courtyardsMurderers of pallid womanhoodHeeding a call of heartCome to their wretched mateTo the Penia of the streets, her orphan breast,Already half-alive from hands insatiable And now, when taken as…

A Sociological Treatise in Verse on the Phenomenon of Alcoholism This 1971 poem by Sergei Stratanovsky, one of the best living Russian poets in my opinion, ends somewhat like this: And the man down the pavement Creeps with a sodden…