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“By winter’s road, a red triangle”by Vitaly Pukhanov

By winter’s road, a red triangle
colored the snowdrift from a pant leg:
as cars break down, here, out of town,
a man broke down.

Two fellows with no trace of haste
measured him at the state’s expense
and rolled him away on a cart,
but the mark will persist through March.

 
 
Translated from the Russian by Philip Nikolayev