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To Fall Ill As One Should, Deliriously

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To fall ill as one should, deliriously Hot, meet everyone again, To stroll broad avenues in the seashore garden Full of the wind and the sun. Even the dead, today,…

To Boris Pasternak

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It ceased – the voice, inimitable here, The peer of groves left forever us, He changed himself into eternal ear… Into the rain, of that sang more than once. And…

Thunder

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There will be thunder then. Remember me. Say ‘ She asked for storms.’ The entire world will turn the colour of crimson stone, and your heart, as then, will turn…

Thoughts Of The Sunlight

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Thoughts of the sunlight fainter and dimmer, And parched the grass. Breezes, freh breezes at dawn’s early shimmer, Flit by repass. Look at the willows against a clear heaven, Cloudless…

This Evening’s Light Is Golden Bright

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This evening’s light is golden bright, The April’s coolness is so tender, Though you are many years too late, I still do welcome you to enter. Right next to me…

They Didn’t Meet

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They didn’t meet me, roamed, On steps with lanterns bright. I entered quiet home In murky, pail moonlight. Under a lamp’s green halo, With smile of kept in rage, My…

The Victory

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2 Over a pier, the first beacon inflamed — The vanguard of other sea-rangers; The mariner cried and bared his head; He sailed with death beside and ahead In seas,…

The Two Of Us Won’t Share A Glass Together

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The two of us won’t share a glass together Be it of water or of sweet red wine; We won’t be kissing, in the morning either Nor, late at night,…

The Sentence

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And the stone word fell On my still-living breast. Never mind, I was ready. I will manage somehow. Today I have so much to do: I must kill memory once…

The Pillow Hot

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The pillow hot On both sides, The second candle Dying, the ravens Crying. Haven’t Slept all night, too late To dream of sleep… How unbearably white The blind on the…