| Deutsch and Yarmolinsky, comps. Modern Russian Poetry. 1921. | | | | The Aerial City | | By Afanasy Shenshin-Foeth (18201892) |
| | | AT daybreak there spread through the heavens | |
| Pale clouds like a turreted town: | |
| The cupolas golden, fantastic, | |
| White roofs and white walls shining down. | |
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| This citadel is my white city, | 5 |
| My city familiar and dear, | |
| Above the dark earth as it slumbers, | |
| Upon the pink sky builded clear. | |
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| And all that aerial city | |
| Sails northward, sails softly, sails high; | 10 |
| And there on the height, some one beckons, | |
| But proffers no pinions to fly. | | | | |
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