ship of goblins
Ksenia Shcherbino
1
that red wasn't forever-red
they never taught us to tell colors apart –
those that were real from those that were not
the ship was sailing, the cargo launched,
goblins recited a sonnet by heart –
rowing their midnight oars
the ship sailed and sailed and grew,
goblins laughed behind closed doors
Ruskin heard them and clutched at his chest
and gold dust drifted away in the air
and you caught it in your open hand,
grasping for light in the Italian
2
the discus moon hobbled like luggage
on one edge as on stage, Lepage
and across – Gagarin and Leonov
Arshavin and Sychev kicking and dribbling
and light poured down invisible and blind
and light poured down biblical and neon
and a daeva divine rose above the crowd
trembling, Lepage rips off the plastic
the game has shifted from field to screen
and the nation explodes like in a dream
or like it was Mr. President's birthday
trembling, Lepage and Gagarin, crumbling
sliced through the planet without any knife
pummeling out that donut's jelly filling
we died like paper soldiers in the war
we were the first to overcome the moon
and crunched on ice, nothing less, nothing more
we shall feel no peace we shall feel no fear
we echo the laughs of goblins shoveling coal,
with pickle brine dilute our memories
of everything we don't know how to fix
and now the crowd falls into a reverie
and Lepage puts Tetralogy onstage
and Leonov takes a step in space
and Arshavin lets loose the ball
and it flies like a blind discus moon
the peony stadium blooms like a wound
3
the ship grows since the cargo never made it
and the goblins are counting their profits,
and the wine is sloshing in their bellies
like the Italian air of the quattrocento
like CMYK with added magenta
like my life longer than the Maginot
I'm sorry that my life has come to nothing
and you can't google the battleground
and where we're sailing is rubbed out on maps
and I forget already where's my home,
I know not good nor evil nor peace,
and lo I am driven through the world
only by lunar light and drunken goblin song
Translation from the Russian
By Valeria Tsygankova, Sarah Dowling, Stephanie
Sandler, Polina Barskova, and Ksenia Shcherbino
November 2011
In this issue of WLT, a special section devoted to Post-Soviet Literature features recent work from Russia and other former republics, twenty years after the collapse of the regime.
Table of Contents
COVER FEATURE
Post-Soviet Literature: Twenty Years
After the Fall
- INTRO: "Twenty Years after the Collapse of the Soviet Union: Russian and East European Literature Today," Emily D. Johnson
- ESSAY: "Censorship in Russia: Old and New Faces," Nadezhda Azhgikhina
- ESSAY: "Poetry in the Cloud: An Experiment, Results, and n+1 Hypotheses," Kevin M. F. Platt
- Poetry by Igor Belov, Semyon Khanin, Artur Punte, Feodor Swarovski, Sergej Timofejev, Viktor Ivaniv, and Ksenia Shcherbinio
- FICTION: "Petrov and Markov," Oleg Woolf
- ESSAY: "Re-Visioning the Past: Russian Literary Classics in Film," Catharine Nepomnyashchy
- POETRY: "The Rock or, A Third Anecdote about Wallace Stevens," Grigory Kruzhkov
- EXCERPT: The Button, Iren Rozdobudko
READING LIST: WLT's post-Soviet reading list
New! VIDEO: Multimedia poetry from Orbita 4
SPECIAL SECTION
Zoran Živković
- "Zoran Živković: A Biographical Sketch," Michael Morrison
- "Rendezvous in Front of the House," Zoran Živković
- "The Metaphysical Fantasias of Zoran Živković," Michael Morrison
FICTION: "The Teashop," Zoran Živković
INTERVIEW: "Fantastika and the Literature of Serbia: A Conversation with Zoran Živković," Michael A. Morrison
A Bibliography of the Works of Zoran Živković
INTERVIEWS
"My Life as Cinema: A Conversation with Samuel Shimon," Kaitlin Hawkins- "Literary Cairo, A Conversation with Samia Mehrez," Michelle Johnson
ESSAYS
FICTION
"The Demon of Hunger," Tania Malyarchuk- "Shiki Nagaoka: A Nose for Fiction," Mario Bellatin
POETRY
Three Poems by Askold Bazhanov- Two Poems, Alistair Noon
IN EVERY ISSUE
- LETTERS/EDITOR'S CHOICE
- BOOK CLUB: An Iraqi in Paris by Samuel Shimon
- AUTHOR PROFILE: Zoe Whittall
- WHAT TO READ NOW: Zimbabwe
- CITY PROFILE: Yerevan, Armenia
- INTERNATIONAL CRIME & MYSTERY: Meet "Bo from Ro": Building Romanian Crime Writing, J. Madison Davis
- OUTPOST: Los Angeles


