Стихи Чарльза Бернстина в переводах Яна Пробштейна

Charles Bernstein
From Islets / Irritations (1983)
The Measure

The privacy of a great pain enthrones
itself on my borders and commands me
to stay at attention. Be on guard
lest the hopeless magic of unconscious
dilemmas grab hold of you in the
foggiest avenue of regret.