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In violet and purple bloomed the lilac

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by: Ilya Shambat - Tue, 13 Dec 2022 00:04 UTC

In violet and purple bloomed the lilac,
The lilac bloomed in pink and white and pale.
We headed toward it on a tortuous trail
Across an ancient fir and furrowed park.

Sea to the left; river ahead, and hills -
Behind; the blooming lilacs on the mounts
Weave from the gentle smell delightful clouds
And breathe the timeless redolence that heals.

The lilac bloomed, and to my love I told:
"If only I could take pen in my hand!"
And she responded sharply in her stead:
"The lilac blooms - large, and like ruby and like gold."

The night is fickle, nervous, luminous.
The kisses, nibbles until lips turned blue.
There's so much taste and elegance in you
The lilac bloomed - the bodies bloomed in us.

By Igor Severyanin
Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat
https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambat

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In violet and purple bloomed the lilac	Ilya Shambat