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it's March th	A
I'm sitting by the window on the Prague Berlin train	B
night is falling	C
I never knew I liked	D
night descending like a tired bird on a smoky wet plain	B
I don't like	E
comparing nightfall to a tired bird	F
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I didn't know I loved the earth	G
can someone who hasn't worked the earth love it	H
I've never worked the earth	G
it must be my only Platonic love	I
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and here I've loved rivers all this time	J
whether motionless like this they curl skirting the hills	K
European hills crowned with chateaus	K
or whether stretched out flat as far as the eye can see	K
I know you can't wash in the same river even once	K
I know the river will bring new lights you'll never see	K
I know we live slightly longer than a horse but not nearly as long as a crow	L
I know this has troubled people before	M
and will trouble those after me	K
I know all this has been said a thousand times before	M
and will be said after me	K
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I didn't know I loved the sky	N
cloudy or clear	O
the blue vault Andrei studied on his back at Borodino	B
in prison I translated both volumes of War and Peace into Turkish	P
I hear voices	K
not from the blue vault but from the yard	Q
the guards are beating someone again	B
I didn't know I loved trees	K
bare beeches near Moscow in Peredelkino	B
they come upon me in winter noble and modest	R
beeches are Russian the way poplars are Turkish	P
the poplars of Izmir	O
losing their leaves	K
they call me The Knife	S
lover like a young tree	O
I blow stately mansions sky high	N
in the Ilgaz woods in I tied an embroidered linen handkerchief	T
to a pine bough for luck	U
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I never knew I loved roads	K
even the asphalt kind	V
Vera's behind the wheel we're driving from Moscow to the Crimea	W
Koktebele	X
formerly Goktep eacute ili in Turkish	P
the two of us inside a closed box	K
the world flows past on both sides distant and mute	Y
I was never so close to anyone in my life	S
bandits stopped me on the red road between Bolu and Gered eacute	Y
when I was eighteen	B
apart from my life I didn't have anything in the wagon they could take	Z
and at eighteen our lives are what we value least	Y
I've written this somewhere before	O
wading through a dark muddy street I'm going to the shadow play	X
Ramazan night	Y
a paper lantern leading the way	X
maybe nothing like this ever happened	Y
maybe I read it somewhere an eight year old boy	A2
going to the shadow play	X
Ramazan night in Istanbul holding his grandfather's hand	Y
his grandfather has on a fez and is wearing the fur coat	Y
with a sable collar over his robe	B2
and there's a lantern in the servant's hand	Y
and I can't contain myself for joy	A2
flowers come to mind for some reason	B
poppies cactuses jonquils	K
in the jonquil garden in Kadikoy Istanbul I kissed Marika	Z
fresh almonds on her breath	C2
I was seventeen	B
my heart on a swing touched the sky	Z
I didn't know I loved flowers	K
friends sent me three red carnations in prison	B
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I just remembered the stars	K
I love them too	Y
whether I'm floored watching them from below	X
or whether I'm flying at their side	Y
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I have some questions for the cosmonauts	K
were the stars much bigger	O
did they look like huge jewels on black velvet	Y
or apricots on orange	D2
did you feel proud to get closer to the stars	K
I saw color photos of the cosmos in Ogonek magazine now don't	Y
be upset comrades but nonfigurative shall we say or abstract	Y
well some of them looked just like such paintings which is to	Y
say they were terribly figurative and concrete	Y
my heart was in my mouth looking at them	E2
they are our endless desire to grasp things	K
seeing them I could even think of death and not feel at all sad	Y
I never knew I loved the cosmos	K
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snow flashes in front of my eyes	K
both heavy wet steady snow and the dry whirling kind	Y
I didn't know I liked snow	X
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I never knew I loved the sun	B
even when setting cherry red as now	B
in Istanbul too it sometimes sets in postcard colors	K
but you aren't about to paint it that way	X
I didn't know I loved the sea	K
except the Sea of Azov	S
or how much	F2
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I didn't know I loved clouds	K
whether I'm under or up above them	E2
whether they look like giants or shaggy white beasts	K
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moonlight the falsest the most languid the most petit bourgeois	K
strikes me	K
I like it	Y
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I didn't know I liked rain	B
whether it falls like a fine net or splatters against the glass my	Z
heart leaves me tangled up in a net or trapped inside a drop	G2
and takes off for uncharted countries I didn't know I loved	Y
rain but why did I suddenly discover all these passions sitting	Z
by the window on the Prague Berlin train	B
is it because I lit my sixth cigarette	Y
one alone could kill me	K
is it because I'm half dead from thinking about someone back in Moscow	X
her hair straw blond eyelashes blue	Y
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the train plunges on through the pitch black night	Y
I never knew I liked the night pitch black	Z
sparks fly from the engine	B
I didn't know I loved sparks	K
I didn't know I loved so many things and I had to wait until sixty	K
to find it out sitting by the window on the Prague Berlin train	B
watching the world disappear as if on a journey of no return	B
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April	X
Moscow	X
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Trans by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk	X

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