at the Evergreens' garden party
in the Village Hall,
I discovered
that he knew Svetlana
- whom I had last seen in Moscow.
This came as no surprise.
In a Bangkok temple,
at a New York soiree,
on a Cairo tram,
in a Newcastle transport cafe,
you will inevitably meet several people
who know Svetlana.
There are Mongolian yak-herders
whose children
are named after Svetlana.
The folksongs
of Arnhem land
make constant reference to her.
According to several legends
Prince Oramov of Baluchistan,
the dragon-slayer,
shot himself
for love of Svetlana.
(It was fortunate
that he missed.
Svetlana
disapproves of violence).
When Sorensen first decoded
the hieroglyphs of Bal-Shamek,
he found, as he expected,
in the royal cartouche
the signs for S,V,T,L...
Scholars differ, however,
as to the exact reason
why 'Svetlana' is carved in runes
upside down
on a pillar
in Hagia Sophia.
In the battle of Isla de Ventura
two ships, both called 'Svetlana',
exchanged broadsides
for several hours.
When the rebel vessel was finally sunk
the victors rescued the defeated crew,
none of whom was hurt
(Svetlana hates violence).
Later,
when hostilities were over,
many of the sailors
married each other's sisters.
Svetlana is godmother
to all of their babies.
There is a well-documented report
(never published
for security reasons)
that Armstrong and Aldrin,
when they set foot on the moon,
found 'Svetlana'
traced in the dust
in letters eight feet high.
So you and I,
dear reader,
now have two things to bind us.
Not only are you reading my poem
(if you have stopped
you are, manifestly,
not the reader I am addressing)
but you are also shouting
- as if I could hear you
so far upstream -
'But listen!
I know Svetlana, too!'
Of course you do, dear reader.
Of course you do.
Do you know great Michael Swan?
A poem
To Michael Swan
from Svetlana Ter-Minasova
in reply to his poem
“I know Svetlana”
Do you know great Michael Swan?
I’ll tell you what he’s like.
He knows me so closely
I dare call him Mike.