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Myroslav Laiuk

RED RAPHAEL

the mother of god — a fox
holds the red-furred son of god in her gentle paws
he looks like
he’s just noticed a never-seen butterfly
circling above the moss

and a six-fingered dog fox wants to say something
points at something

and another young fox saint barbara
views a couple of winged fox-cubs
with bright red fur

and raphael laughs
wears a foxy smile
and looks into your eyes
your
cunning eyes

рудий рафаель

рудий рафаель

богоматір-лисиця
тримає у м'яких лапах руде богодитя
з поглядом
наче побачило над мохом
мотиля якого ще ніколи не бачило

і шестипалий лис щось хоче сказати
на щось вказує

а ще одна молода лисиця
дивиться на двох молодих
крилатих лисенят
рудих-рудих

і лисячою усмішкою
сміється рафаель
і заглядає у очі
твої
хитрі очі
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RED RAPHAEL

the mother of god — a fox
holds the red-furred son of god in her gentle paws
he looks like
he’s just noticed a never-seen butterfly
circling above the moss

and a six-fingered dog fox wants to say something
points at something

and another young fox saint barbara
views a couple of winged fox-cubs
with bright red fur

and raphael laughs
wears a foxy smile
and looks into your eyes
your
cunning eyes

RED RAPHAEL

the mother of god — a fox
holds the red-furred son of god in her gentle paws
he looks like
he’s just noticed a never-seen butterfly
circling above the moss

and a six-fingered dog fox wants to say something
points at something

and another young fox saint barbara
views a couple of winged fox-cubs
with bright red fur

and raphael laughs
wears a foxy smile
and looks into your eyes
your
cunning eyes
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