Алексей Козлов

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      Виргинский лес

      Когда вдали остались наши братья

      И горный склон, точимый темнотой,

      Нам распахнул холодные объятья

      Виргинский лес, огромный и пустой.

      В бездонном одиночестве под древом,

      В недобрый час попробуй разберись,

      Что скрыто за ритмическим напевом

      Мачт, здравым смыслом устремлённых ввысь.

      Минув провалы, топи и коренья

      Низины той, я ясно ощутил

      То смутное, неясное томленье,

      Что ясной мысли прибавляет сил.

      Как червячок, нацеленный к обеду

      Сидящего в берлоге барсука,

      Учитель мой сейчас спешил по следу

      Идущего вперёд ученика.

      Я глаз вручил мельканиям и дырам,

      Мне в форме веток чудился намёк

      На паука, чья сеть царит над миром

      И бренных жизней умаляет срок.

      Он лил слова, я знал, что эта страстность —

      Ответ на страх, страх божеский, но я,

      Я краем сердца чувствовал опасность

      В отсутствии животных и жилья…

      Когда вдали остались наши братья

      И горный склон, точимый темнотой,

      Нам распахнул холодные объятья

      Виргинский лес, огромный и пустой.

      Jack Steal Hut

      This is the hut that Jack steal.

      This is the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack steal.

      This is the mad rat,

      That ate the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack steal.

      This is the crazy fat Cat,

      That killed the mad Rat,

      That ate the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack steal.

      This is the Legless Colonel,

      That worried the crazy fat Cat,

      That killed the mad rat,

      That ate the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack steal.

      This is the June Judge with the crumpled horn,

      That tossed the Legless Colonel,

      That worried the crazy fat Cat,

      That killed the mad rat,

      That ate the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack steal.

      This is the Countess dissolute,

      That milked the June Judge with the crumpled horn,

      That tossed the Legless Colonel,

      That worried the crazy fat Cat,

      That killed the mad rat,

      That ate the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack steal.

      This is the Miser Boss all insolent and predatory,

      That kissed the Countess dissolute,

      That milked the June Judge with the crumpled horn,

      That tossed the Legless Colonel,

      That worried the crazy fat Cat,

      That killed the mad rat,

      That ate the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack steal.

      This is the False Priest all shaven and shorn,

      That married the Miser Boss all insolent and predatory,

      That kissed the Countess dissolute,

      That milked the June Judge with the crumpled horn,

      That tossed the dog,

      That worried the crazy fat Cat,

      That killed the mad rat,

      That ate the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack steal.

      This is the fucking Cock that crowed in the morn,

      That waked the False Priest all shaven and shorn,

      That married the man all tattered and torn,

      That kissed the maiden all forlorn,

      That milked the June Judge with the crumpled horn,

      That tossed the Legless Colonel,

      That worried the crazy fat Cat,

      That killed the mad rat,

      That ate the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack built.

      This is the Crew Farmer sowing his corn,

      That fuck the cock that crowed in the morn,

      That waked the False Priest all shaven and shorn,

      That married the man all tattered and torn,

      That kissed the maiden all forlorn,

      That milked the June Judge with the crumpled horn,

      That tossed the Legless Colonel,

      That worried the crazy fat Cat,

      That killed the mad rat,

      That ate the China Bible

      That grow mouldy in the hut that Jack steal.

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