The University Poem
Vladimir Nabokov, translated by Dmitri Nabokov: ‘The University Poem’, 7 June 2012
“... the Blue Bull. There, beyond the stream, the houses, the century-old turf tramped down into a dark-green, even carpet to suit the needs of human games, the wood-like sound of soccer kicks in the cold air. Such was the world where I from Russian clouds was hurled. 8 In the morning, out of bed I’d hop, and to a lecture rush with whistling cape; at last a ... ”