From 'The Ratcatcher'
Roses are red, brawn is bare,
And the alarm-clock's un-fair.
School! School! School! School!
North-East blowing down your cagoul.
Minute your eyelid opens --
Lessons, lessons, lessons.
Warm as toast, all snug and warm --
'Ding -- ding!' goes the alarm!
Force them open, tight-shut eyes --
Rise, rise, rise, rise!
Get a hold on your brains and heart!
Dark, dark, dark, dark!
Feet -- in the tub.
Hands -- on the tap.
Make-believe's over, doldrums begin.
Lather the bloom of sleep from your skin.
By Marina Tsvetaeva, translated by Angela Livingstone