Black spring! Pick up your pen, and weeping… (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Black spring! Pick up your pen, and weeping, Of February, in sobs and ink, Write poems, while the slush in ...
Black spring! Pick up your pen, and weeping, Of February, in sobs and ink, Write poems, while the slush in ...
Ah, how I love it in these first few days,Fresh from the forest and out of the snow,Awkwardness obvious still ...
In Spasskoe, unforgettable September sheds its leaves.Isn't it time to close up the summer-house?Echo traps the thudding of axe-blows in ...
The snow will dust the roadway,And load the roofs still more.I'll stretch my legs a little:You're there outside the door.Autumn, ...
Snow is falling: snow is falling.Geranium flowers reachfor the blizzard's small white starspast the window's edge. Snow is falling, all ...
On winter pavements I will pound Them down with glistening glass and sun, Will let the ceiling hear their sound, ...
Winter nears. Once morethe bear's secret retreatwill vanish under mud's floor,to a child's fretful grief. Huts will wake in the ...
Is it only dirt you notice? Does the thaw not catch your glance? As a dapple-grey fine stallion Does it ...
When, having finished, I shall move my armchair,The page will gasp, awakened from the strain.Delirious, she is half asleep at ...
There'll be no one in the houseSave for twilight. All alone,Winter's day seen in the space that'sMade by curtains left ...
About three months ago, when firstUpon our open, unprotectedAnd freezing garden snowstorms burstIn sudden fury, I reflectedThat I would shut ...
Beloved, with the spent and sickly fumesOf rumour's cinders all the air is filled,But you are the engrossing lexiconOf fame ...
A life of its own and a long one is ledBy this penguin, with nothing to do with the breast-The ...
Outside the snowstorm spins, and hidesThe world beneath a pall.Snowed under are the paper-girl,The papers and the stall.Quite often our ...
The sun is hotter than the top ledge in a steam bath; The ravine, crazed, is rampaging below. Spring -- ...
It snowed and snowed ,the whole world over, Snow swept the world from end to end. A candle burned on ...
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