Белое на белом

Not seeing ... the sun and planets,
Not knowing what's going on in the world,
One as a finger in an empty apartment
Artist Massow writes Light ...

Artist - Uncle , like all
But tempted to Invisible Battle ,
It samodvizhnaya prayer
Knocks like a squirrel in a cage.

He writes at night , writes afternoon
He writes tempera and chalk .
He writes White on White -
And God's light shines in it!

Dawn wraps house
Her purple porphyry .
Artist Massow for kefir
Coming to a nearby " Deli ."

And again in a hurry to return to the cage ,
What wider sky and the universe,
To Light Predmirny , Light Incorruptible
Despicable to lean on canvas !

... Fifteen years ago
I cried predawn ranyu
And kept saying as an excuse :
"Artist Massow - writes Light."