42 - "Grandma wouldn't let him..."

Бабушка не пускала. Но Федор надел ордена

и пошел в Совет Ветеранов. Блажен муж

иже не иде в совет ветеранов в такой мороз

в свои девяносто. Но Федор надел ордена.

И почти вернулся. Каких-нибудь двести шагов,

сто стуков палочки – и был бы дома, но тут

дедушку Федю убил наповал Дед Мороз.

...лежал на снегу, желтый, как апельсин.

Палочка – рядом, – древко. А знамени нет.

Grandma wouldn’t let him. But Fyodor put on his medals

and went off to Veteran Affairs. Blessed is the man

who doesn’t walk to veteran affairs in such a blizzard

at ninety years old. But Fyodor put on his medals.

And almost came back. Some two hundred steps,

one hundred knocks of his cane – and he’d be home, but here

grandpa Fyodor was killed cold by Father Frost.

... he lied in the snow, yellow, like an orange.

His cane – nearby, - like a pole. But without a flag.