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Andrey Voznesensky

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I am Goya
of the bare field, by the enemy's beak gouged
till the craters of my eyes gape
I am grief
I am the tongue
of war, the embers of cities
on the snows of the year 1941
I am hunger.
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"I am Goya"; translated by Stanley Kunitz, p. 3.

 
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