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February 2022

2 Poems by Ivan de Monbrison

It's raining over the city / I only hear the noise of the refrigerator.

By Ivan de Monbrison

February 12, 2022

2 Poems by Ivan de Monbrison


Силуэт из стекла.

По городу идёт дождь.

Я слышу только шум холодильника.

В комнате большая черная картина,

которую я вчера закончил.

Я думаю о времени, которое проходит.

Я думаю о времени, к

которое никогда не придёт снова.

А потом я думаю о тебе.

A glass silhouette.

It's raining over the city.

I only hear the noise of the refrigerator.

There is a large black painting in the room

which I finished yesterday.

I think about the time that passes.

I think about a time that will never come again.

And then I think about you.


Я помню холмы Прованса.

Недалеко от

Средиземному морю.

Белая дорога, которая прошла

между сухой травой, как змея.

Солнце горело в небе, как пламя.

И море сияло, как зеркало.

I remember the hills of Provence.

Not far from

Mediterranean Sea.

A white road that ran

down the dry grass like a snake.

The sun burned in the sky like a flame.

And the sea shone like a mirror.

Ivan de Monbrison (we) is a poet and artist living in Paris born in 1969 and affected by various types of mental disorders. He has published poems in various languages. Find him on Instagram and Twitter @ivandemonbrison. 

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