Margarita Siourina "CHAMPAGNE VINEYARDS"


Champagne vineyards, land of magic,
Echoing emerald call of hills,
You have kept spellbound for ages
Arabesques of cities still…

Orange happy roofs in tiers
Crawl high upwards to the sky…
Sultry air comes out in breathing
Of sun-heated black-eyed vine,

Golden leaves are fluttering gently,
Vines are burdened with fruit and bent
Spilling over fields and valleys
Vinous full-flavoured scent…

September 20, 1992, Reims
Margarita Siourina