Gennadi Kazakevitch. September 11, 2001

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Gennadi Kazakevitch. September 11, 2001

I was killed

in Dachau, in Treblinka,

in Saigon, in Beijing.
 

I was buried

in the ditches of Phnom Penh

and in the groves of Katyn.
 

Winds and snowstorms

of Kolyma

sang at my funeral.
 

And yesterday morning

I was killed

in carefree New York.
 
September 12, 2001

 
11 сентября 2001 года
 
Меня убивали

В Дахау, в Треблинке,

В Сайгоне, в Пекине.
 

Меня закопали

Во рвах под Пномпенем

И в рощах Катыни.
 

Меня отпевали

Ветра Колымы

И метели поземка.
 

И вот я погиб –

Вчера поутру

В беззаботном Нью-Йорке.
 
12 сентября 2001 года

About the Author:

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Gennadi Kazakevitch
Melbourne, Australia

Gennadi Kazakevitch was born in Moscow and grew up in Siberia.  He graduated from the economics department of Moscow State University.  He lives in Melbourne, Australia, where he teaches economics at Monash University.  He is a columnist in Australian media on matters of economics. He authored two collections of poetry in Russian with translations, and his Russian poems were published in various literary journals and collections.  He won the first translators’ prize at a literary competition “Emigrantskaya Lira 2019” in Belgium.

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