«Tightly coiled, like a snake it sits / In my very heart, weaving spells / Or murmurs for days on end / Like a dove on my white windowsill. In the sparkle of hoarfrost a gleam, / In the carnation's slumber a hint, / And secretly, surely it leads / From all joy and peace of mind. It can ...»
«Then helplessly my breast grew cold, / But my steps were light. / I pulled the glove for my left hand / Onto my right. There seemed to be many steps, / But I knew--there were only three! / The whisper of autumn in the maples / Was pleading: "die with me! I am betrayed by my doleful, / ...»
«The memory of the sun is weakening my heart. / Turns yellow the grass. / The wind blows the early snowflakes, / Lightly, lightly. In the narrow channels there is no flow — / Water freezes. / Nothing will ever happen here, — / Oh, never! In the empty sky the willow has thrown / A ...»
«Somewhere cats are mewing pitifully, / I catch the sound of distant steps... / Your words are a wonderful lullaby: / Because of them for three months I haven't slept. Insomnia, you are with me again, again! / I recognize your fixed countenance. / What is it, my outlaw, what is it, my pret...»