Сонет N 51 Свёртки на кухне

Edna St. Vincent Millay

 

Then cautiously she pushed the cellar door

And stepped into the kitchen saw the track

Of muddy rubber boots across the floor,

The many paper parcels in a stack

Upon the dresser; with accustomed care

Removed the twine and put the wrappings by,

Folded, and the bags flat, that with an air

Of ease had been whipped open skillfully,

To the gape of children. Treacherously dear

And simple was the dull, familiar task.

And so it was she came at length to ask:

How came the soda there? The sugar here?

Then the dream broke. Silent, she brought a mop,

And forced the trade-slip on the nail that held his razor strop.

 

из цикла семнадцати сонетов: "an Ungrafted Tree"