Tuesday, 6 October 2026

Vladimir Solovyov's poem of 1892 on worldly noise and the silent speech of hearts

Dear friend, can you not see that all we see is only a reflection, only shadows of what is unseen by the eyes?

Dear friend, can you not hear
that life's crackling din
is only a distorted echo
of triumphant harmonies?

Literal translation

Dear friend, can you not sense
that there is one thing in the whole world:
only that which, heart to heart,
speaks in a silent greeting?

Literal translation

Vladimir Solovyov, 1892

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