Arseny Alving. (№ 411127)

Firing points
Irrepressible flickering,
There, in the sky, in its blackness.
At least a small piece
Not a lot of suffering -
A brief rest in an empty void...
No, not the rumble of anti-aircraft guns,
No spotlights trot,
Not embarrassed, not moaning, not "ah!",
Not the mad of torture,
That suddenly became close to us,
Not animal, panic fear,
And the awareance of error,
Hopeless spell
That stupidity: sit and tremble...