The Wind(Four fragments concerning Blok) (Boris Pasternak Poems)
1 Who'll be honoured and praised,who'll be ...
Boris Pasternak Poems (111 Poems)
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 ...
1918 (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Мчались звезды. В море мылись мысы.Слепла соль. И слезы высыхали.Были темны спальни. Мчались мысли,И прислушивался сфинкс к Сахаре.Плыли свечи. И ...
Fairy Tale (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Once, in times forgotten,In a fairy place,Through the steppe, a riderMade his way apace.While he sped to battle,Nearing from the ...
Wet Paint (Boris Pasternak Poems)
'Look out! Wet paint.' My soul was blind, I have to pay the price, All marked with stains of calves ...
From A Poem (Boris Pasternak Poems)
I also loved, and the restless breaths Of sleeplessness, fluttering through darkness, Out of the park would downward drift To ...
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 ...
In Hospital (Boris Pasternak Poems)
They stood, almost blocking the pavement,As though at a window display;The stretcher was pushed in position,The ambulance started away.Past porches ...
Mary Magdalene II (Boris Pasternak Poems)
People clean their homes before the feast.Stepping from the bustle of the streetI go down before Thee on my kneesAnd ...
Your Picture (Boris Pasternak Poems)
It's with your laughing picture that I'm living now, You whose wrists are so slender and crackle at the joints, ...
From early dawn the thirtieth of April… (Boris Pasternak Poems)
From early dawn the thirtieth of AprilIs given up to children of the town,And caught in trying on the festive ...
Parting (Boris Pasternak Poems)
A man is standing in the hallHis house not recognizing.Her sudden leaving was a flight,Herself, maybe, surprising.The chaos reigning in ...
The Steppe (Boris Pasternak Poems)
How lovely those journeys into quiet!Boundless the steppe, like a seascape,ants rustle, and the feather-grass sighs,mosquitoes go whining through space. ...
On The Steamer (Boris Pasternak Poems)
The stir of leaves, the chilly morning air Were like delirium; half awake Jaws clamped; the dawn beyond the Kama ...
In Memory of Marina Tsvetaeva (Boris Pasternak Poems)
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 a fateful day, an unlucky time (Boris Pasternak Poems)
On a fateful day, an unlucky time,Unannounced, it may happen thus:Stifling, blacker still than a monasteryUtter madness descends on us.Bitter ...
A Walts With a Tear in It (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Ah, how I love it in these first few days,Fresh from the forest and out of the snow,Awkwardness obvious still ...
Sometime at a concert hall, in recollection (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Sometime at a concert hall, in recollection,A Brahms intermezzo will wound me-I'll start,Remember that summer, the flowerbed garden,The walks and ...
The Earth (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Spring bursts violentlyinto Moscow houses.Moths flutter aboutcrawl on summer hats,and furs hide secretly.Pots of wallflowers and stockstand, in the window, ...
Bad Days (Boris Pasternak Poems)
When Passion week started and JesusCame down to the city, that dayHosannahs burst out at his entryAnd palm leaves were ...
Autumn (Boris Pasternak Poems)
I have allowed my family to scatter,All those who were my dearest to depart,And once again an age-long lonelinessComes in ...
Music (Boris Pasternak Poems)
The block of flats loomed towerlike.Two sweating athletes, human telpher,Were carrying up narrow stairs,As though a bell onto a belfry,As ...
Night (Boris Pasternak Poems)
The night proceeds and dwindlingPrepares the day's rebirth.An airman is ascendingAbove the sleeping earth.And almost disappearingIn cloud, a tiny spark,He ...
Spasskoe (Boris Pasternak Poems)
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 ...
A Sultrier Dawn (Boris Pasternak Poems)
All morning high up on the eaves Above your window A dove kept cooing. Like shirtsleeves The boughs seemed frayed.It ...
In everything I seek to grasp… (Boris Pasternak Poems)
In everything I seek to graspThe fundamental:The daily choice, the daily task,The sentimental.To plumb the essence of the past,The first ...
Meeting (Boris Pasternak Poems)
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, ...
The Linden Avenue (Boris Pasternak Poems)
A house of unimagined beautyIs set in parkland, cool and dark;Gates with an arch; then meadows, hillocks,And oats and woods ...
In the Wood (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Blurred by a lilac heat, the meadows:in the wood, cathedral shadows swirled.What on earth was left for them to kiss? ...