All Rules Are Incorrect by Boris Slutsky

All rules are incorrect,

all laws remain perverse,

until they’re firmly set

in well wrought lines of verse.


An age or era will

be merely a stretch of time

without a meaning until

it’s glorified in rhyme.


Until the poet’s ‘Yes!’,

entrusted by his pen

to print, award success

to this or that – till then


the jury will be out,

the verdict still in doubt.


by Борис Абрамович Слуцкий (Boris Abramovich Slutsky)

(early 1960s)

translated by Stephen Capus


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Poetry, theatre, literature, films, reviews and various other matters. Primarily Russian and Welsh subjects.

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