Deutsch and Yarmolinsky, comps. Modern Russian Poetry. 1921.
Into Crimson DarkAlexander Blok (18801921)
I
Thy vast orbits mock the eye.
Small the echo that thou throwest,
Far, I hear thy footfalls die.
Lost in topless altitudes?
Shall I wait a sudden meeting
Where sonorous stillness broods?
Distant footsteps echo free.
Is it thou who flamest, bounding
Circles of infinity?