Elisaveta Dmitrieva Poems
1909
- Bitter and wild — the smell of the earth...
- I seek refuge at the threshold of the temple...
- In my dreams I am close to arrogance...
- In the blind nights of the new moon...
- Sonnet
- The Crucifixion
- The golden bough
- The red cloak
- The spinning wheel
- They’ve locked the door of my abode...