| Deutsch and Yarmolinsky, comps. Modern Russian Poetry. 1921. | | | | The Catch | | By Vyacheslav Ivanov (b. 1866) |
| | | NOW the golden leafage is beggared. | |
| Shining through the porches of autumn, | |
| Shows the cool blue stillness of heaven. | |
| Lo, the thin-trunked grove is transcended: | |
| Carved in stone, a columned cathedral. | 5 |
| Smoke-scrolls wind about the frail friezes; | |
| Flung above the doors is a curtain— | |
| Open-work: like nets of God’s fishers | |
| That the catch has slipped through and broken, | |
| Like thy tatters, sacred and lovely, | 10 |
| At the entrance of a white temple, | |
| Oh thou golden mendicant music! | | | | |
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