2 Vladimir Mayakovsky Translations by Paul Magee

By and | 12 August 2025

Reckon You Could?

With one fell stroke, I smothered the everyday
map to life in paint
splashing from the jug,
pointed to the slanting
cheekbones of the ocean
on the plate in a jellied fish,
and on its tin-can scales
the call of new lips
was heard, by me, do you
reckon you could play a romantic composition of the night
on drainpipe?

 


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