Diana MALIVANI
The Great White Rabbit
An Illustrated Poem
Translated from Russian into English
by Mark Herman and Ronnie Apter
Illustrated by the Author
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An Illustrated Poem about the life of Great White Rabbit and his travels to Paris, Venice, Monte-Carlo, and Vienna!
For a little girl named Michelle
The Author would like to express her deep gratitude to her husband for his support and assistance with this book
Table of Contents
The Great White Rabbit
About the Author
Other books of the Author
Deep in the distant silent forest,
Far beyond a snow-capped peak,
There lived a Great White Rabbit,
Generous, kindly, fat and sleek.
He got along with every creature,
Befriended alike both great and small,
And because of his well-known wisdom,
He was beloved by one and all.
Throughout the reaches of the forest
The Rabbit was held in high esteem.
He lived in a luxurious mansion
Where taste and comfort reigned supreme.
He had built his big house by himself
Among the hazel-nut trees,
Under a large and ancient spruce,
And lived there at his ease.
There were three floors, all with terraces,
High ceilings of ornate design,
Vases filled to the brim with flowers,
And a cellar for his wine.
A fireplace graced the living room,
Big for a Rabbit who lived by himself,
And in the oaken dining room
Fine china decked each sideboard shelf.
Around the house he planted a garden
With trellises of many shapes.
Roses grew there, and peonies,
Jasmine and clusters of juicy grapes.
Of an evening he played the piano
And then from his splendid lair
The strains of the “Moonlight Sonata”
Resounded in the forest air…
When the cheerful fireplace crackled
And candles shed their flickering light,
The Rabbit welcomed his circle of friends
To his home for a merry night.
Not all his time is spent at home.
He's journeyed far and journeyed wide
To see each great metropolis,
His curiosity as his guide.
The Rabbit visited Monte Carlo
And joined the casino crowd at play.
