Deutsch and Yarmolinsky, comps. Modern Russian Poetry. 1921.
“Now Dry Thy Eyes”Mikhail Kuzmin (b. 1877)
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In heaven’s straw-pale meadows veers
Aquarius, and earthward peers,
His emptied vessel overturning.
No storming snows, no clouds that creep
Across the sheer pure emerald steep,
Whence, thinly-drawn, a ray darts deep
As a keen lance with edges burning.