Теперь (Here) by Afanasy Fet

Forgotten, cold, my dust will fall asleep
while you are entering your life's sweet May.
One moment then, with magnanimity,
read through these versesthat once came to me.
 
And with a maiden's keen and thoughtful heart
you'll understand my words' wild ecstasy,
and why it was I often left the world
for trembling song, and you will follow me.
 
Through salutations springing from the grave
the heart's eternal truth will be revealed.
We two shall breathe a life outside of time;
and we shall meet – here – as you read.

 
by Афанасий Афанасьевич Фет
(Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet)
a.k.a. Шеншин (Shenshin)
(1883)
translated by Robert Chandler 

Beneath is the original Russian Cyrillic version:

Мой прах уснет забытый и холодный, 
А для тебя настанет жизни май; 
О, хоть на миг душою благородной 
Тогда стихам, звучавшим мне, внимай! 

И вдумчивым и чутким сердцем девы 
Безумных снов волненья ты поймёшь 
И от чего в дрожащие напевы 
Я уходил - и ты за мной уйдёшь. 

Приветами, встающими из гроба, 
Сердечных тайн бессмертье ты проверь. 
Вневременной повеем жизнью оба, 
И ты и я - мы встретимся - теперь!

Beneath is a recital of the Russian version of the poem set to music:

The poem Теперь (“Now”) by Afanasy Fet set to music by Андрея Завидея a.k.a. Andrei Zavidei

Additional information: [Теперь : verb: Now, Nowadays, Today]. I don’t know why Chandler chose to translate the title as ‘Here‘ save as a possible cultural equivilant for English speakers to understand a Russian nuance of the word Теперь implying ‘here, right now, in the present’. It’s also possible he wanted to ensure his translation would be distinctly titled, for ease of reference, from the work of others translating the same source material.

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What They Sell In Stores Nowadays by Daniil Kharms

Koratygin came to see Tikakeyev but did not find him at home.

Meanwhile, Tikakeyev was at the store buying sugar, meat and cucumbers. Koratygin milled around in Tikakeyev’s doorway and was about ready to write him a note when he saw Tikakeyev himself, carrying a plastic satchel in his hands. Koratygin saw Tikakeyev and yelled:

“And I’ve been waiting here for a whole hour!”

“That’s not true,” said Tikakeyev, “I’ve only been out 25 minutes.”

“Well that I don’t know,” said Koratygin, “but I’ve been here an hour, that much I do know.”

“Don’t lie,” said Tikakeyev, “It’s shameful.”

“My good sir,” said Koratygin, “you should use some discretion in choosing your words.”

“I think…,” started Tikakeyev, but Koratygin interrupted:

“If you think…,” he said, but then Tikakeyev interrupted Koratygin, saying:

“You’re one to talk!”

These words so enraged Koratygin that he pinched one nostril with his finger and blew his other nostril at Tikakeyev.

Then Tikakeyev snatched the biggest cucumber from his satchel and hit Koratygin over the head.

Koratygin clasped his hands to his head, fell over and died.

What big cucumbers they sell in stores nowadays!

 

by Даниил Иванович Хармс (Daniil Ivanovich Kharms)

a.k.a. Даниил Иванович Ювачёв (Daniil Ivanovich Yuvachov)

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translated by Matvei Yankelevich