Dmitry Was Awake Around Midnight
A Ahmad Shiddiqi
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Dmitry was awake around midnight
Thinking that he heard the voice of Elena
In the mysterious river breeze
Guiding to his dreams with her image
Hearing her sing beautifully
In the lowest register
As it moved majestically
Like a sparkling nightingale
Fly through the black cloud
(dedicated to a great poet, John Ashbery)
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