August (Boris Pasternak Poems)
This was its promise, held to faithfully:The early morning sun came in this wayUntil the angle of its saffron beamBetween ...
This was its promise, held to faithfully:The early morning sun came in this wayUntil the angle of its saffron beamBetween ...
The stir of leaves, the chilly morning air Were like delirium; half awake Jaws clamped; the dawn beyond the Kama ...
Dismal day, with the weather inclement.Inconsolably rivulets runDown the porch in front of the doorway;Through my wide-open windows they come.But ...
On winter pavements I will pound Them down with glistening glass and sun, Will let the ceiling hear their sound, ...
A click of window glass had roused me Out of my sleep at early dawn. Beneath me Venice swam in ...
Dawn will set candles guttering.It will light up and loose the swifts.With this reminder I'll burst in:Let life be just ...
My desk is not so wide that I might leanAgainst the edge and reach out past the shellOf board and ...
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