Andrei Voznesensky


Rublyov Road

Translated by Edwin Morgan

Motor-scooter roaring
past the sanatorium!

Behind the handlebars
like Rublyov angels: loving riders.

As in the fresco of the Annunciation
with its strident white tone
see their women scattering a shine
behind them, like wings on their spine!

The splaying of their dress!
Tugged back from the handlebars!
Thrust into my shoulders
a wing’s white fleece!
Shall I fly off?

Drop down

like a falcon?
A stone? –
The skies. The good
red woods.

Notes on this poem

Rublyov was a great ikon painter (c. 1370-1430). Rublyov Road is on the outskirts of Moscow.

© Zoya Boguslavskaya.