Russian Poetry in Translation

Anna Akhmatova. To lose the freshness of speech, the simplicity of feeling...
Anna Akhmatova. Cuckoo
Anna Akhmatova. I hear the oriole`s...
Anna Akhmatova. Three times she tortured me like this...
Anna Akhmatova. The high vault is bluer...
Anna Akhmatova. Seaside Sonnet
Anna Akhmatova. To Londoners
Anna Akhmatova. For Osip Mandelstam
Anna Akhmatova. The mysterious spring still thrills...
Anna Akhmatova. Music
Anna Akhmatova. In memoriam
Anna Akhmatova. With you, I will not drink wine...
Anna Akhmatova. One goes in straightforward ways...
Anna Akhmatova. Not weeks, not months...
Anna Akhmatova. Grey-eyed king
Anna Akhmatova. I am fatal for those who are tender and young...
Anna Akhmatova. No bliss or happiness is needed...
Anna Akhmatova. There’s hardly any body left...
Anna Akhmatova. The Muse
Anna Akhmatova. Gift of forgiveness...
Anna Akhmatova. Pledge
Anna Akhmatova. Pushkin
Anna Akhmatova. To Tamara Karsavina
Anna Akhmatova. Who knows what such fame is like!
Anna Akhmatova. For Alexander Blok
Anna Akhmatova. By our doors Great Victory stay...
Anna Akhmatova. March Elegy
Anna Akhmatova. The Poet
Anna Akhmatova. In the Presence of Music
Anna Akhmatova. August 1940
Anna Akhmatova. If all who have begged help...
Anna Akhmatova. Here Pushkin`s endless exile has begun...
Anna Akhmatova. For Dmitri Shostakovich
Anna Akhmatova. The Reader
Anna Akhmatova. The Last Poem
Anna Akhmatova. The wind is stifling and parching...
Anna Akhmatova. That’s how I am...
Anna Akhmatova. The last sonnet
Anna Akhmatova. Dante
Anna Akhmatova. Voronezh
Anna Akhmatova. Forgotten? I’m not even wondered!..
Anna Akhmatova. From A Burnt Notebook
Anna Akhmatova. They wiped your slate...
Anna Akhmatova. You imagined me. Such isn’t in the world...
Anna Akhmatova. Madmen! I don`t really know...
Anna Akhmatova. In memory of Mikhail Bulgakov
Innokenty Annensky. Amid the Worlds
Innokenty Annensky. The Autumnal Romance
Innokenty Annensky. To the Poet
Innokenty Annensky. In march
Innokenty Annensky. Rain
Innokenty Annensky. Distant hands
Innokenty Annensky. Winter Sky
Innokenty Annensky. August. Page 1
Innokenty Annensky. August. Page 2
Innokenty Annensky. Daughter of Jaïrus
Yevgeny Baratynsky. My talent is pitiful, my voice not loud...
Demyan Bedny. Enemies of the 5-Year Plan
Olga Bergholz. A fragment
Alexander Blok. The Stranger
Alexander Blok. The spring is breaking river ice...
Alexander Blok. A girl sang in the church choir...
Alexander Blok. The Poets
Alexander Blok. You sought no friends! Alone, you lived your life...
Alexander Blok. Gamajun, the Prophetic Bird
Alexander Blok. Russia. Page 1
Alexander Blok. Russia. Page 2
Alexander Blok. There are better or worse than me...
Alexander Blok. I сome to the window again...
Alexander Blok. I am a boy, I light a candle...
Alexander Blok. The Factory
Alexander Blok. Flaming signs of the mystery grow...
Alexander Blok. The house next door has yellow windows...
Alexander Blok. Foreseeing you, as years are passing by...
Alexander Blok. Oh no! You cannot disenchant my heart...
Joseph Brodsky. In villages God does not live only...
Joseph Brodsky. I’ve raised a statue to myself that’s some...
Sasha Chorny. Lullaby
Korney Chukovsky. Robin the Bobbin, the big-bellied Ben...
Sergey Esenin. Farewell
Sergey Esenin. It makes me sad...
Sergey Esenin. I`m dreaming a black road
Sergey Esenin. Silly heart, don`t beat!..
Sergey Esenin. Tips of blue flame are dancing about...
Sergey Esenin. I left the native home...
Sergey Esenin. You give me a wake up tomorrow
Sergey Esenin. The black man
Sergey Esenin. To Pushkin
Sergey Esenin. Life is tricky with enchanting pathos...
Sergey Esenin. The Golden Grove
Sergey Esenin. No regret I feel, no pain, no sorrow...
Sergey Esenin. Dog Song. Page 1
Sergey Esenin. Dog Song. Page 2
Sergey Esenin. To Klyuev
Sergey Esenin. Don`t torment me with coldness and stiffness...
Sergey Esenin. Why is the moon shining so dimly...
Sergey Esenin. Fresh Snow
Sergey Esenin. The winter sings
Sergey Esenin. I am the last poet of the village...
Sergey Esenin. The crimson light of dawn...
Sergey Esenin. Now the golden leaves have started spinning...
Sergey Esenin. Wind, wind, o snowy wind...
Sergey Esenin. The Stars
Sergey Esenin. A Village Hut
Sergey Esenin. Silver road, I wonder where...
Sergey Esenin. Feather-grass sleeps. Dear plain sleeps also...
Sergey Esenin. Russia
Sergey Esenin. Khlopusha`s monologue
Sergey Esenin. I asked the money changer today...
Sergey Esenin. In Horossan there are such doors...
Sergey Esenin. Soviet Russia
Sergey Esenin. You said that Sa`adi...
Sergey Esenin. Winter
Sergey Esenin. Hey there, Russia, mother country...
Sergey Esenin. The Witch
Sergey Esenin. Hey there, Russia, mother country...
Sergey Esenin. O fields of corn, O fields of corn...
Sergey Esenin. To Kachalov`s Dog
Sergey Esenin. Al perro de Kachalov
Sergey Esenin. The evening flares, the cat naps on a beam...
Sergey Esenin. Here is this happiness — silly...
Sergey Esenin. Black-earth allotment that savours of sweat...
Sergey Esenin. Fog covered the distance...
Sergey Esenin. Head of green tresses...
Sergey Esenin. Winter
Sergey Esenin. Hooligan`s Confession
Sergey Esenin. Oh my dear maple...
Sergey Esenin. I will not be wandering about...
Sergey Esenin. Indescribable blueness and gentleness...
Sergey Esenin. The Night
Sergey Esenin. Sunrise
Sergey Esenin. The red evening is settling along the road...
Sergey Esenin. A Letter to Mother
Sergey Esenin. My darling`s hands — a pair of swans...
Sergey Esenin. Blue is the fog, the expanse is snow-bound...
Sergey Esenin. Sun’s golden arc...
Sergey Esenin. Drowsy feather-grass. Beloved lowlands...
Sergey Esenin. Blossom wite bird cherries scatter...
Sergey Esenin. I`m tired of life in my own land...
Sergey Esenin. Hooligan. Page 1
Sergey Esenin. Hooligan. Page 2
Sergey Esenin. Flowers bid goodbye to me...
Sergey Esenin. I haven`t forgotten you, dearie...
Sergey Esenin. The disquiet of vaporous moonshine...
Sergey Esenin. Land to which blue hues and joy belong...
Afanasy Fet. Alter ego
Afanasy Fet. Here
Afanasy Fet. By life tormented, and by cunning hope...
Afanasy Fet. What grief! The alley`s end...
Afanasy Fet. The leaves were silent...
Maxim Gorky. Song of the stormy petrel. Page 1
Maxim Gorky. Song of the stormy petrel. Page 2
Sergey Gorodetsky. Spring (the cloisters)
Nikolay Gumilev. Possessed
Nikolay Gumilev. War
Nikolay Gumilev. Like the wind of a happy country...
Nikolay Gumilev. I fled to the forest from the cities...
Nikolay Gumilev. The Choice
Nikolay Gumilev. The Muzhik
Nikolay Gumilev. The Peasant
Mikhail Isakovsky. The enemies had burned his house... Page 1
Mikhail Isakovsky. The enemies had burned his house... Page 2
Mikhail Isakovsky. Birds of passage fly. Page 1
Mikhail Isakovsky. Birds of passage fly. Page 1
Mikhail Isakovsky. A Lonely Accordion
Mikhail Isakovsky. In a forest near the battle-front
Mikhail Isakovsky. His home was burned down by foe...
Mikhail Isakovsky. Katyusha
Velimir Khlebnikov. If I turn humankind into a clock...
Velimir Khlebnikov. The naked freedom is coming...
Ivan Krylov. Elephant and Pug
Ivan Krylov. The dance of the fishes
Vasily Lebedev-Kumach. The Sacred War. Page 1
Vasily Lebedev-Kumach. The Sacred War. Page 2
Mikhail Lermontov. Death of a poet. Page 1
Mikhail Lermontov. Death of a poet. Page 2
Mikhail Lermontov. To the Portrait
Mikhail Lermontov. Sail
Mikhail Lermontov. My Country
Mikhail Lermontov. A Prophecy
Mikhail Lermontov. A Wish
Mikhail Lermontov. When the yellowing cornfield is waving...
Mikhail Lermontov. Alone. Page 1
Mikhail Lermontov. Alone. Page 2
Mikhail Lermontov. Gratitude
Mikhail Lermontov. Love of a Dead Man. Page 1
Mikhail Lermontov. Love of a Dead Man. Page 2
Mikhail Lermontov. I look with fear toward the future...
Mikhail Lermontov. Agreement
Mikhail Lermontov. There are words
Mikhail Lermontov. Captive Knight
Mikhail Lermontov. The Dagger. Page 1
Mikhail Lermontov. The Dagger. Page 2
Mikhail Lermontov. The Neighbor
Mikhail Lermontov. The Angel
Mikhail Lermontov. Though we have parted, on my breast...
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 1
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 2
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 3
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 4
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 5
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 6
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 7
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 8
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 9
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 10
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 11
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 12
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 13
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 14
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 15
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 16
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 17
Mikhail Lermontov. Demon. Page 18
Osip Mandelshtam. Stalin Epigram
Osip Mandelshtam. Petersburg strophes. Page 1
Osip Mandelshtam. Petersburg strophes. Page 2
Osip Mandelshtam. The wooden organ did not roar this evening...
Osip Mandelshtam. In crystal swampland there is such a violence!..
Osip Mandelshtam. You want to be like a baby toy...
Osip Mandelshtam. Half turning round, O sadness...
Osip Mandelshtam. Tristia
Osip Mandelshtam. Menagerie. Page 1
Osip Mandelshtam. Menagerie. Page 2
Osip Mandelshtam. The Greeks gathered for war...
Osip Mandelshtam. Let the names of flowery cities...
Osip Mandelshtam. Venetian Life. Page 1
Osip Mandelshtam. Venetian Life. Page 2
Osip Mandelshtam. Goldfinch, friend, I`ll cock my head... Page 1
Osip Mandelshtam. Goldfinch, friend, I`ll cock my head... Page 2
Osip Mandelshtam. Heaviness, tenderness — sisters — your marks are the same... Page 1
Osip Mandelshtam. Heaviness, tenderness — sisters — your marks are the same... Page 2
Osip Mandelshtam. When Psyche that is life descends...
Osip Mandelshtam. The Telephone
Osip Mandelshtam. I must read only children’s books...
Osip Mandelshtam. The reserve of weak...
Osip Mandelshtam. Through the dark gypsy camp, the streets of night, I shall be rushing...
Vladimir Mayakovsky. And could you?
Vladimir Mayakovsky. Atlantic ocean
Vladimir Mayakovsky. Lilichka! Page 1
Vladimir Mayakovsky. A violin and a little nervous
Vladimir Mayakovsky. Lilichka! Page 2
Vladimir Mayakovsky. A most extraordinary adventure
Vladimir Mayakovsky. War is declared
Vladimir Mayakovsky. To Sergei Yesenin
Irina Odoevtseva. Ground glass
Bulat Okudzhava. Years of youth are quickly passing...
Bulat Okudzhava. The poet has no rivals...
Bulat Okudzhava. Potion of the danish prince
Bulat Okudzhava. Francois Villon`s prayer
Bulat Okudzhava. Goodbye boys
Sophia Parnok. I anguish as the beasts must anguish...
Sophia Parnok. When the love of flesh fades...
Boris Pasternak. February
Boris Pasternak. Winter Night
Boris Pasternak. Summer in the City
Boris Pasternak. To Be Famous...
Boris Pasternak. We`re few, perhaps three, hellish fellows...
Boris Pasternak. Nobel Prize
Boris Pasternak. Spring 1944. Page 1
Boris Pasternak. Spring 1944. Page 2
Boris Pasternak. Hamlet
Boris Pasternak. Eve
Boris Pasternak. Winter approaches
Boris Pasternak. Lyubka
Boris Pasternak. In everything, I want to reach...
Boris Pasternak. I am finished, but you live on...
Boris Pasternak. Insomnia
Boris Pasternak. Hops
Boris Pasternak. The Earth
Boris Pasternak. My Sister Life. Page 1
Boris Pasternak. My Sister Life. Page 2
Boris Pasternak. Spring
Boris Pasternak. Hamlet
Alexander Pushkin. To Scherbinin
Alexander Pushkin. The rose
Alexander Pushkin. To the sea. Page 1
Alexander Pushkin. To the sea. Page 2
Alexander Pushkin. Invocation. Page 1
Alexander Pushkin. Invocation. Page 2
Alexander Pushkin. The Prisoner
Alexander Pushkin. What means my name to you?..
Alexander Pushkin. Exegi Monumentum
Alexander Pushkin. I still recall the wondrous moment...
Alexander Pushkin. Behold a sower went forth to sow...
Alexander Pushkin. On hills of Georgia lies the covering of night...
Alexander Pushkin. To My Nanny
Alexander Pushkin. To Chaadaev
Alexander Pushkin. Arion
Alexander Pushkin. Anchar
Alexander Pushkin. Message to Siberia
Alexander Pushkin. When, lost in thought, I roam beyond the city`s bounds...
Alexander Pushkin. Secular power
Alexander Pushkin. For one last time my thought embraces...
Alexander Pushkin. Tale of the pope and of his workman Balda. Page 1
Alexander Pushkin. Tale of the pope and of his workman Balda. Page 2
Alexander Pushkin. Ode to Liberty. Page 1
Alexander Pushkin. Ode to Liberty. Page 2
Alexander Pushkin. Devils. Page 1
Alexander Pushkin. Devils. Page 2
Alexander Pushkin. Devils. Page 3
Alexander Pushkin. Devils. Page 4
Alexander Pushkin. The Delibash
Alexander Pushkin. Elegy
Alexander Pushkin. Tale of the pope and of his workman Balda. Page 3
Alexander Pushkin. Tale of the pope and of his workman Balda. Page 4
Alexander Pushkin. Tale of the pope and of his workman Balda. Page 5
Alexander Pushkin. Tale of the pope and of his workman Balda. Page 6
Alexander Pushkin. Tale of the pope and of his workman Balda. Page 7
Alexander Pushkin. Tale of the pope and of his workman Balda. Page 8
Alexander Pushkin. The Beauty
Alexander Pushkin. The Tale of Tsar Saltan
Alexander Pushkin. The Golden Cockerel
Alexander Pushkin. To a young beauty who has taken snuff
Alexander Pushkin. My pedigree. Page 1
Alexander Pushkin. My pedigree. Page 2
Alexander Pushkin. My pedigree. Page 3
Nikolay Rubtsov. September
Nikolay Rubtsov. In a starry night
Igor Severyanin. And It Passed by the Sea-Shore
Igor Severyanin. Spring Day
Gennady Shpalikov. The people change addresses, move...
Konstantin Simonov. Wait for me...
Konstantin Simonov. Just wait for me
Konstantin Simonov. Kill him!
Konstantin Simonov. Kill him!
Vladimir Solovyov. If desires fly by like shadows...
Mikhail Svetlov. Kakhovka
Arseny Tarkovsky. Valya`s Willow
Arseny Tarkovsky. Manuscript
Arseny Tarkovsky. To Marina
Marina Tsvetaeva. I Like
Marina Tsvetaeva. August — asters...
Marina Tsvetaeva. With a red brush...
Marina Tsvetaeva. A bird in the hand is your name...
Marina Tsvetaeva. To Fathers
Marina Tsvetaeva. I know the truth...
Marina Tsvetaeva. To Osip Mandelstam
Marina Tsvetaeva. My light tread...
Marina Tsvetaeva. This my youth! O this my alien youth!..
Marina Tsvetaeva. Muse
Marina Tsvetaeva. Soon from swallows — into sorcerers!..
Marina Tsvetaeva. My Verse
Marina Tsvetaeva. The Horn of Roland
Marina Tsvetaeva. Psyche
Marina Tsvetaeva. An Emigrant
Marina Tsvetaeva. Strong and wealthy have a hard time...
Marina Tsvetaeva. Like a weak ray through black gloom of the hells...
Marina Tsvetaeva. Cupolas are burning here in Moscow!..
Marina Tsvetaeva. They thought — just a man!..
Marina Tsvetaeva. Beneath the plush plaid’s sweet caresses...
Marina Tsvetaeva. One he created from stone, another from clay...
Marina Tsvetaeva. Love! Precious love! And from the deathbed silence...
Marina Tsvetaeva. Frivolity! — Darling sin...
Marina Tsvetaeva. P. E. 7. Here`s your roses — pull your hands toward them...
Marina Tsvetaeva. I have never honored the commandments...
Marina Tsvetaeva. My ancestor was a rider...
Marina Tsvetaeva. To be your light-haired little fellow...
Marina Tsvetaeva. Moscow — what a giant...
Marina Tsvetaeva. Two suns cool down...
Marina Tsvetaeva. From a Mirror
Marina Tsvetaeva. The New Year`s Eve, I met then all alone...
Marina Tsvetaeva. The Prague knight
Fyodor Tyutchev. Russia cannot be known by the mind...
Fyodor Tyutchev. The first leaf
Fyodor Tyutchev. December 14th., 1825
Fyodor Tyutchev. Evening
Fyodor Tyutchev. Cicero
Fyodor Tyutchev. Exists in the autumnal growing...
Fyodor Tyutchev. We can not divine
Fyodor Tyutchev. Prophecy
Fyodor Tyutchev. Unexpectedly and brightly...
Fyodor Tyutchev. Look at the coppice!..
Fyodor Tyutchev. The forest is entranced...
Fyodor Tyutchev. Holy night has climbed across the sky...
Fyodor Tyutchev. Blue-grey mingling...
Fyodor Tyutchev. Clouds melt in the sky...
Fyodor Tyutchev. Vernal Waters
Fyodor Tyutchev. Two Voices
Fyodor Tyutchev. Sad night creeps...
Fyodor Tyutchev. Quiet evening, late in summer...
Fyodor Tyutchev. Longing, desires still ravage...
Maximilian Voloshin. Red guard. Page 1
Maximilian Voloshin. Red guard. Page 3
Maximilian Voloshin. Red guard. Page 2
Vasily Zhukovsky. Vengeance