“Night Piece” [1931]

Come love let us sit together
In the cramped kitchen breathing kerosene.
There’s fuel enough to forget the weather,
The knife is ours and the bread is clean.

Come love let us play the game
Of what to take and when to run,
Of come with me and come what may
And holding hands to hold off the sun.

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One response to “Mondays with Mandelstam: “Night Piece””

1. Ken says:

   07/29/2013 at 6:57 pm

   This is a wonderful series, Todd. Thanks!

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