This was its promise, held to faithfully:
The early morning sun came in this way
Until the angle of its saffron beam
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I'd dreamt I saw you coming one by one / Across the wood to wish me your farewell.- - -Simple words to paint such a strong picture
A masterpiece by the great poet. Enjoyed thoroughly. ''Farewell timeless expanse of passing years! Farewell, woman who flung your challenge steeled Against the abyss of humiliations: For it is I who am your battlefield! '..is so beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
'Farewell, you span of open wings outspread, The voluntary obstinacy of flight, O figure of the world revealed in speech, Creative genius, wonder-working might! '. a great poem indeed. tony
The dream of the Lord and the sadness which was Pasternak's Russia.
Such a nice write! Farewell, you span of open wings outspread .... Creative genius, wonder-working might!
Thoughtfully and Beautifully penned last three stanzas- 'Farewell timeless expanse of passing years! Farewell, woman who flung your challenge steeled excellent writing
Open mind and wings too.! 0+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Who else could come up with this- - - - - - - -] with its ochre heat i This is a writer's depths that we see at work here.
A finely crafted work of art. A masterpiece of visual clarity and literary force. A privilege to read and aspire to.
Extremely fantastic portrayal of nature and a narrative dedicated to the afflictions of the past. Thanks. I would like to quote the following quatrain for its sheer beauty of expression and eternal philosophy: There in the churchyard underneath the trees, Like some surveyor from the government Death gazed on my pale face to estimate How large a grave would suit my measurement.
This August poem of Pasternak reminds me of the Elegy poem written by Thomas Grey!
Awesome drop. Each stanza is a beauty in itself. The flow, the rhyming and the story is simply amazing. Enjoyed.Congrats.
Beautiful depiction with nice penmanship. Congratulation to his soul.
A totally beautiful compilation of amazing clarity and an incredible working of the English language. A true Poets Poem.
Enthralling with multiple themes; transfiguration, love battles, transience and echoes of life receding.
'Farewell, you span of open wings outspread, The voluntary obstinacy of flight, O figure of the world revealed in speech, Creative genius, wonder-working might! '
'All those who stood there could distinctly hear A quiet voice emerge from where I lay: The voice was mine, my past; prophetic words That sounded now, unsullied by decay: ' - The stanza that I liked most, of all!