«This tenderness — how to explain it? / I've touched other locks and many, / I've touched other locks, and darker, / More burning lips known than yours. The stars rose and sank above me. / (This tenderness — how to explain it?) / The stars rose and sank. Above me / Pressed close to ...»
«I'll no more go roaming, no more seeking, / No more crushing goose-foot in the bushes. / With the bun of your oatsheaf locks / You have vanished from my dreams for good. With red berry juice on your cheeks. / Beautiful and gentle, you were / Like the pink dawn in the evening skies / And...»
«Wait for me and I'll come back, / Wait and I'll be back. / Wait through tedium yellow rains. / Wait through snow haze. / Wait through unbearable summer gaze. / Wait when the others wait not, / Wait when no letters you'll get, / Wait when there will be no hope / Wait when all others w...»
«Louder than crosses and trumpets, / long christened by fire and grime, / Archangel, your clumsy footsteps / resound on the quay of time. Vladimir! steed and still horseman, / by law and caprice both drawn, / how you’d tease, spitting into the palms of your hands, / "Here I come, heavy...»