Azure flows in echoes . . .

Written by Dmytro Chystiak

Translated from the Ukrainian by Hilary Sheers

Narrated by Tony Dawson

Azure flows in echoes –

Into food, into fires, into tiny wings,

And grey seeps into cornflowers,

And beeches’ open foliage.

Lands uncertain climb in smoky mist

Above the off-white ragged lakes

Into food, into fires, into tiny wings,

(Like tinsel – a lark in cornflower blue),

But your path is in the mirror of a rose

Does not turn the evening young aside.