Page:Knight (1975) Past, Future and the Problem of Communication in the Work of V V Khlebnikov.djvu/112

104


 * From the antennae-eyes of a lobster
 * As it runs obliquely to the side
 * While a wild-eyed maiden
 * Rides an ass...


 * I ran
 * Along a wave, out
 * By a whale's tail,
 * And sea-jelly,
 * And Einstein's radio
 * About spectral suns...


 * I rose in the air
 * Like steam
 * Spiralling in a column
 * Like a white tree
 * A clean birch standing on the sea...


 * I tickled
 * An American air-pilot's
 * Coarse moustache,
 * And heard the wheel
 * Of the wagon of the skies in my ears...


 * And then, like a ray,
 * I flew to a star.
 * And there a wise man said::Here's a fragment
 * Of an unknown star...