My soul is like a full moon…

Vladislav Khodasevich and Nina Berberova

Soul
By Vladislav Khodasevich

My soul is like a full moon:
It is clear and cold.

It shines on high for itself, shines –
And does little to dry my tears.

And it does not suffer from my woes,
And it scarcely hears the cries of my torment.

And just how tormented I was here,
My radiant soul does not need to know.

January 4, 1921

Translated by me.

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