Andrey Voznesensky
ru
Poem
(Translated by Alec
Vagapov)
November 2000
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All drawings done by Andrey Voznesensky
Firstа Dedication
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The site
reminded me of the reflection
of a cathedral. It was striped. I
sailed.
I was on
line. Beyond the cogged erection
the " love you" virus bloomed and hailed.
I was on
line. It was by far more real
than the Mossad orЕ Zoo. I was on line.
Mozart was
floating upside-down, like a reel,
up on the piano.
And the site was mine.
I was on
line. Like little Saturns
the raviolis were hanging up on height.
My hope seemed
venturesome, all of a sudden.
It was my
site.
I thank You
once again, oh God,
I am
allowed to enter the satanic paradise,
or rather
hell, - it's stuffy - I am out,
I'm on your
site,
how nice!
And if you,
thunder-stricken, cannot bear
аthis upside down façade,
аdon't come to play, if you don't
care
аabout my
site.
I'm somersault of my inverted Motherland.
I'm a
clown, and itТsа
cranberry,- not blood.
We're sick and tired of purges. ItТs so
hard.
I am on
line.а Speak
out, land.
You have
become the love of my existence
determining the living of my loving instance.
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Andrey Voznesensky,
"The Virtualа Wind'"
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Second
Dedication
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You're lost. I say on oath.
I'll save it in my soul. It's true.
One seventh
part of earth
аwith such a
tiny name as "ru".
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Thirdа Dedication
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-RU,
WHERE ARE YOU OFF TO? TELL ME PLEASE!
-TO THE INTERNET! THE WEB,
THAT IS!
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Andrey Voznesensky.
Poems. Translations. Essays
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Chat 1
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As I run out in the morning
I look around and I view:
beyond Rublyovskyа Highway - there's ru
and in the wood where berries grew- there's
ru
Corrupted, dishonest-аа ru
reproved and disparaged - ru
the steering wheel, rudder -а ru
the name of Vrubel has -а ru!
Repeated stupidity Ц gee!
I scan itа
in the wind and I see
the ECGа of double u
www and dot and ru
I like three w and dot
and ru.
www-three boats ofа Rurik's?
and the accordion at night?
the song aboutа cows? All right?
3 crowns and surety
the CIA and GRU
а(Security)
ru
ru-banks
haveа shaved us all like planks.
At nightа
my t-shirt flies up in the sky
oh my!
waving like mad forth and back
along with messianic ru aliasа of Bach!
Is Ru so bad?
New York, Beirut and Kaunas cast spells.
They steal at homeа like nowhere else!
We scold ourselves when we're
abroad!
We steal,
but save our souls and pray to God.
www. a foreign nation.ru
www.a corporation.ru
www.a
troubadour.ru
СIТll crush youТ- yells the sillywoman.ru
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Chat
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States are governed by
cooks. Look out.
Boys and girls are on line all this while.
There is nothing disgraceful aboutаа
hackerТs valour and hidden smile..
What goes on in your heart, hacker, lass?
Daughter.ru? Final specialised class?
No, itТs worn chrysopaz.
And despite the protective charters
crystal lenses get tired, alas.
Hairdresserа
gets half of your salary
for the hair you wear so happily,
аУDeath to trashФ, stylish hairdo,
as you leaf throughа the pages of HarperТs
like a piggy you breathe,а
yes, you do.
In your cardiogram thereТre hackers,
pretty lassie among them, too.
www.goodheavens!ru.
www.CityLibrary.Pushkin ru
www. roulette. Russia.ru
www.Kursk.ru
Or betrayal
of wickedа
guru?
аааааааааааааааааааа
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Andrey Voznesensky
УCompassion
ofа
StradivariusФ
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Chat
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Now take care!
DonТt smash them glasses-
Casts of bustsа of Antoinette.
The interior of terra incognita
is defined as the Internet
Your clean-shaven PC engineer,
what on earth did, in fact,а
he assume?
He was daft toТve
adorned the interior
with the medical sketch of the womb.
ItТs an object of tender affection
likeа
a red, purple map of hisа
land,
doesnТt look like the imitation
of anа office,
important and grand.
HeСs a pro and aа leech, well I never!
Like a baby, a hairless man.
HeТs УinspiredФ-а you see? How clever!
Well begun!
УItТs disgusting! Symbolic!
Capacious!Ф
The abused and insulted wall
shuddered angrily with indignation
tumbling down andа taking a
fall.
Pink as soap, a soul or some spirit
From within Kamasutra
whined:
УInner life! Never try to play with it !
Inner world! Never look insideФ.
Andа
his skull was a-shaking , which followed
by the gush of the ring in his ear,
and we saw by the wall it was swallowed.
Oh dear!
First the skull, then the leg disappeared
in the stony and mortal game.
It was long till the stone-work appeared
to be calm and quiet again.
Where are you crazy boy,
аwhereТre are ye goinТ
to?
Comet rain will be next, you bet?
The interior of terra incognita
is defined as the internet.
аwww. rurgas.ru
аwww.orgasm.ru
аwww.buseness.ru
аmouse looks for aа hole Ц
аruЕ
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Chat
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а(without RU)
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I am without you
ItТs like being without ru.
Venus dressed in kaftan
will be changed to Kafka
They rob and (ru)in
like nowhere else
(ru)blyovsky Highway.
УLook for yourselves!Ф
УI havenТtа earned onа rhymes a singleа (ru)bleФ.
УA mermaid sits upon a branchФ
DonТt trouble.
I
spoke to the policemen.ru
УCharity.ru
begins
at homeФ -
said
Maria
Antoinette.
I am a
lonely ru.sail.
How
much is Mercedes-Benz?
Or should I say just ЕBenz?
ЕinaТs the girl of my
dream.
They
admire NewtonТs
аbinomial
theorem.
What is
on?
TV and so on.
To:а Judge Advocate General
(copy
to : district attorney)
УAs far
back as in 1994 I invented the alias УRuФ (ru) and had it published. I herewith request to
make up for moral damages for plagiarism which, by my estimate, isа 1 rouble
for eachа ruФ.
аа www.woznesenskij.ru
YouТll be the firstЕ
аTo chat.
DonТt drink alone.
УFatigued
by spiritual thirstФ
What if
you choke like Dovlatov did?
Now,
lads,
Read it
and envy me
I happenа
to be
A citizen of the United Chats.
www.woznesenskij.ru
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Chat
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You love me so,
you love me, love me so!
with injection of drug in your heart,
taking off heaps of skirts you go
to acquaint me with nudes, soft and hard.
You are freedom of my subjugation
YouТreа in
bilberry field again.
Having rubbed in some pitchа embrocation
you explained me the rules of the game.
There is tremor over the burdocks
and the fields,а no
access to paint.
And yourа
breath disappearing, faded
you, my ru,а canТtа be manually made.
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Andrey Voznesensky
Prose
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Chat
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Night. Chelyabinsk.
Belts in hand, as a rule.
For my friend
аI will fightа to
the bitter end!
ФItТs my granny. Vocational school.
And the
buckle with letters УruФ.
Buckles whistle. Come on! Smite and beat it!
Buckles sullied, to blemish the face.
On the Day of the Holly Spirit!
Buckles welded with led, just in case!
Street fighting! Revenge and requital!
(The front porch with shingle is
littered!)
ItТs
revenge for the beggarly life.
WeТre aа fist when
we all get together
All are friends, - like birds of a feather.
Face in mud, - not in tart or custard.
SomeoneТs floating up there on high,
winded round byа the
buckle of bastard,
helicopter,а a lonely guy.
Buckles carve stripes and streaks in the air
that are
notа Уdouble uФ , -а far from it.
Well, itТs me who snarls down there
from
beneath of somebodyТs feetЕ
Speech is bleeding lively and spirited
with just one decent word which is УЕsitesФ
up above in celestial vicinity
Motherland is saluting with lights
Where are you off to, ru?
Wo!You!
www.armed vehicle.ru
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THE TALE OF THE GIRL DARN FISH
The woman spun woollen thread
The man caught fish with a net.
No extraterrestrials in the NET.
The countries for which they are bound
are not
to be found.
One has to be fed
to become
red.
I like Nescafe with caviar, do you?
Neither w, nor double u, nor ru.
ThereТs no УkittycatФ for the
kitty
ItТs a
pity.
www.turkey.ru
The turkey cries in the yard:а boo!
before execution: www.ru
Skuratov
wearsа a funny bonNET
No kiNETic
skeletons in the cabiNET.
WeТll be caught in the NET by Kio.
WeТll be caught in the NET by Moskino.
WeТll be caught in the NET by Goskino.
Chaff and daff in the NET?
There is nothing of what is on sale.
HeТs got
nothing to eat. All is stale.
No mono ten
No to ten
NO INTERNET!-
my
neighbour said.
ItТs autumn. Monetization.
The bat doesnТt pay
for
illumination.
New cabiNET thief imposes УNOФ
(In Russian itТs УNETФ)
His forelock down on strings,
Somebody sings.
The plaNETary tears are shed
by Bashmet.
NO SHADOW
Independence is verification
for piety
and exaltation.
Bonaparte left a three flap cap.
Had we only left jubilation
of УTriumphФ, thatа
trick off the map,
it would
have been an endeavour!
Uncommon?
What if for ever?
The artists are selfless there
ignoring the dirty squabble,
one doesnТtаа guzzle
and gobble,
and
starsа are willing to pair.
Where nevertheless
Bashmetа will impress
the genius Menshikov
who
likesа mastication.
Christ rules out retaliation.
The woman, the artistТsаа
representation,
willа convert InterNET
а into
аYES TOа NET!
Leaves, in alt, setting out discomfort,
will
descend on the fields of rebirth.
Sleeping there, smelling and truffled
is
forgiving andаа pardoning
earthЕ
Do not urge my half-chiselledа ru
to
mutiny! No, it wonТt do!
A hacker, BashmetТs one
timeа student,
grown up, mature and prudent,
forces openа the
code of the bank
-just for fun, like playing a prank
Talents strive for the good, they do:
www.prison.ru
www.asthma.ru
I sign a letter to the Tsar. I do!
(www.merchant.ru)аа
Фа
Уwe are losing a talentФ Ц I say.
Open the prison.ru, pray!
- For whom is -
аthe bell.com?
what
dreams does mosquitoа dream?
viRUs.mosquito, ru
mosquito
and comma ru
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The blade ofа Gilette
flashed.
Hey boss, put your pistol away!
The Уtough guyФ violently slashed
throwing
out the guts on the tray.
Like a bucked of purple pearls,
or people in the underground
the inside, allа
steaming,а hurls
the guts
and bowelsа all out.
Enjoy Russian style hara-kiri.
The boss will be put to shame!
аItСs disembowel
therapy, really.
Guts on the table! ItТs much the same.
They wonТt understand, either Russian
or
Yiddish. ThereТs a way :
pulsating miscarriage is dashing
onto the
table, eh?
The soul percolates and leaches.
The dogа
made a dash for the guts.
The doctors will put in stitches.
аwww.ru www.ru. Nuts!
Holin,
IТm sure youТll be able
to
remember -oh bosh ! - all this.
When throwing the guts on the table -
the desk,
that is.
The female cops will scream,
a veil beneath the mask:
- whose chat is it? Whose teem?
-ItТsа
Ru.
аMy
task.
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Chat 9
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Lay sisters of
order ofа hackers
а have
sleepyа night-owl eyes.
Young girlish lady in khaki
assuming a zombie guise.
The child of the network facilityЕ
Some milk for
the harmful work.
You keep up
your soulТsаа viability
by using non-standard word.
At heart you
are tough and molded.
Heated girl, with math in
your head.
You can speak up straight from the
shoulder,
say what cannot be
quietlyа said.а
Is it sexual
terrorism? DullnessЕ
Like a
beautiful insect, the soul,
quite obscure
and alien, struggles
in the butterfly net, in a
hole.
Mini anger is
stirring within you
like it happens in every
head.
Just two
uncommitted murders,
and yesterdayТs pillage
instead.
Zemphira?
YouТll laugh with derision?
YouТll jump down the roof? Play a trick?
Unlettered and
conscious decision
like a mouse, to fingers
will stick.
And then you
will feel so wretched
that starting
to playа Macintosh
youТll shout : I bury the
hatchet.
This net! Let it perish. By gosh!
Ru
I am through.
LetТs read the original. What?
www.ru.
Oh my God!
аWeТve forgotten
the dot!
And we havenТt
yet rhymed
the black
mini-hole
(What the
goal-keeper sees
аin his dreams)
What is goal? ItТs delay, eh?
Or your prank? Or your lark
andа
horseplay?
Or the mouse
starts the game
by upsetting dots again.
Turning it into dash?
Or trash?
Beyond the fence some flowers grew.
www.ru
Up to now theyТreа laughing
like beasts.
Ivan the
Terrible is having a feast
Kaligula is like Shura
and these
are as like as two pees.
We shall yet get through, ru!
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www bound in faggot
is a dangerous black
light, you bet.
Thorns and prickles turned upside down
are defined as the Internet
Just like Christmas-tree decorations
these brand-newа www things
are likeа
stainless and spotlessаа
relations
on the forehead of human beings!
- For whom Ц
does the bell.com?
Welcome.
Wheels a-missing,а barkingа like beagles,
every hour, as if by convention,
(УJede StundeФ in
German translation)
the containers loaded with prickles
will be bound for theа УruФ destination.
What are mosquitoТsа dreams ?
Common room? Comma.ru
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Please, forgive me, you fellow traveller
of present-day festive calvary.
YouТll get all you want and enough.
I am off.
IТm Ophelia of dirty realities.
The ophthalmic-crystal looks show.
I am off the official formalities,
Offshore.
I have ruined your life entirely,
to ashes, as stated above.
I have been to Boldino
timely,
yes, I have.
Generations and humans
change
Blok and Blakeа have one woman.
Strange?
Moses leads generations
again.
IТm off to my last destination.
Forgive and forgetа if you can.
Fallingа stars lashed againstа
perforated colander. Cool!
DonТt be naive to believe in free download, fool.
I am a stable woman
in our unstable times.
high treason, betrayal of humans
are my charms.
The envious lying
аof
raiding line
is aа
thing that happens off line,
off life.
The attorneyТsа morals
have plundered me all.
Upon my word!
I run into
you, heart and soul
аof the
World.
IТll break their rules of the game.
Those Boyarsа again!
With Pushkin I dashed to УYarФ. Uh-Uh!
IТm ru
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EPILOGUE
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I love you, I love you
I love you! I do!
All talented scoundrels
Are smashed by your genius, ru!
Your hounds have torn up my calves,
and now when I burn anew
the following letters arouse:
your name www.ru.
Shareholders enjoyed celebrations,
like OrwellТs hogs taking pleasure in you
avoiding Public Relations,
yours.unpromoted.ru
You have
saved me and kissed.
Never
better!
Therefore
when I pass away
I will codeа the initial letter
as www.ru.
OK
Let them
call for the whole world to hear
When they fly in the heaven of blue.
Littleа cranes ever flocking up here
W
W
W
ru
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