“Л love in Moldova”
liver licked out of shape,
moldova moya, liquor
loves your shakeslouder the laughing,
lucky the fool, moldova
moya, playing poollaid out, olives
like eyes, moldova moya,
milked the liesloved me once, listen
moldova, my semitic
look, moya svobodaloved my lips fuller,
moya rabota, moldova,
developed Golgothaold stolen slogans, you
listened, moya
moldova, you listedour livers on sale, you whistled
when missiles sailed over, moya
moldova, moya lyubovnitzamissed you last winter,
darling, moldova, missed the last
kisses, s’novim godombeloved, maybe next season
I’ll visit, moldova,
maybe you’ll listento livers and spleens,
delicious fishes, moldova
moya, kneading youclean as whistles,
moya moldova, holding you
over till new year’s eve,moldova moya, moy
gorod, svoboda, my little
mother, my proper modelmy small apartment,
my slide, my bottle
my cobbles, my sledmy awkward muddle
in my moldova, and moya shkola
and apples, and bread
— Marina Blitshteyn, published in Fawlt Magazine and also in her chapbook Russian For Lovers.
