The Sun’s Caught Cold

12-30 Inber
Vera Inber
1890 – 1972


The sun’s caught cold and hides its rays,
though dawn came hours before…
How pleasant, on an autumn day,
to set off for my native shore.

I even love the slanted rain
up here — since, after all,
I’ll reach my home exactly when
the leaves begin to fall.

I’ll breathe fresh air, so full of spice,
beneath the endless blue.
I’ll stroll and think, “Cool northerners —
oh, how I pity you…”


Translation by Boris Dralyuk

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