«The heavens sow a light rain / On the blooming lilac shrub. / While, outside, the white Whit Monday / Beats its wings, ascending up. And today’s — a closing date, / My dear friend returns from sea. / Shores and towers, as of late, / In my dreams, appear to me. Climbing up the final...»
«I know that you are my reward / For years of struggle, sweat and pain, / For not accepting any sort / Of earthly pleasures under strain, / For never uttering the words / To my beloved: "You are loved", / For me forgiving all to all, — / You’ll be my Angel from above. »
«These meeting didn’t leave / Any deep understanding of life, / No secrets and no grief — / Just a sense of struggle and strife. Since morning, my arms trembled / With restless uncertainty, — / I had guessed the minute you’d enter / This evening to visit me. I wrung the cloth in...»
«Do not send a loving dove my way, / Restless letters do not write to me, / With the March wind, don’t disturb my peace. / I have entered a green heaven yesterday, / Where the body and the soul find serenity / Underneath the tent of the poplar trees. And from here, I see a town shimmerin...»