But I see this woman ...

But I see this woman ...





Of the outlet water woman

surprised eyes squinting.

Come out freely, solemnly,

all young and strong.

I looked at the flying line ...

Near loudly playing "goat"

but heavy white lily

her black hair from growing.

Noise and laughter affected the company:

"Oh, you lily - miracles!" -

and on her blue swimsuit

beat red sails

. She walked, white teeth, dark,

yellow shore obliquely,

only heard vague drops

with tanned body - in the sand.

 Will be in the life of good, bad,

years will be crushed, smaller,

but now I know for sure,

I see that in my hour of death.

There will be many holy and prophetic,

a lot of joy and misery,

but I see this woman,

coming out of the water ...























































 

Artist Steve Hanks

Yevgeny Yevtushenko poem