Improvisatio (Boris Pasternak Poems)
I fed out of my hand a flock of keys To clapping of wings and shrill cries in flight. Sleeves ...
I fed out of my hand a flock of keys To clapping of wings and shrill cries in flight. Sleeves ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
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