Артем Апраксин - Роберт Рождественский - Творчество
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CREATION
Ernst Neizvestny

How does a stone come to life?
He first
doesn't want to believe
to the rightness of the cutter..
But gradually
from pure child
face floats.
Verney -
semblance of a face.

It's no one's.
It is still silent.
It's still
almost never in reality.
It's still
resignedly agree
belong
any creature.
To kid,
woman,
to the hero
old man...
Twk the stone comes to life.
He -
on my way.
There's only one thing he doesn't want:
stay
the way it was.
And further
don't go...
But now
with a great moment
Man's determination
gossip.
But now
chesty, pleading cry
the whole workshop
full to the brim:
“Hurry!
Hurry, artist!
Why are you delaying?
You have no right
do not hurry!
You will give me life!
You must.
You can do it.
I want to live!
I'm starting to live.
Believe in me
light and obsessive.
Find out!
Like a May bud,
open.
Get to know me!
So that along granite veins
went
jerks
stone
blood...
Believe in me!..
high,
alive,
along the slanted cheek
a tear flows...
Look!
Hurry up and look!
I open
sad
granite
eyes.
Look:
I'm really looking forward to it
wind.
Has already entered me
your spring!..”

And the man
who created
This,-
stands and smokes
by the window.
1961
Robert Rozhdestvensky.
Heart radar. Selected Poems.
Moscow, "Fiction", 1971.