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RUSSIAN MEMORIES

IV

When I think of seeing you again
It is as if I saw the snow in Moscow
For the first time . . .
Or heard a skylark
Singing to the sun.

V

Three ikons
And your photograph
Hang on the wall.

You've been there so long, dear,
With the same expression
On your face
That you've become an ikon
With the rest.

Ikon, ikon,
I can think of only one prayer.
One more time before I die
I want to see you.

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