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Winter Night
(10 February 1890 - 30 May 1960 / Moscow)

Winter Night

It snowed and snowed ,the whole world over,
Snow swept the world from end to end.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

As during summer midges swarm
To beat their wings against a flame
Out in the yard the snowflakes swarmed
To beat against the window pane

The blizzard sculptured on the glass
Designs of arrows and of whorls.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

Distorted shadows fell
Upon the lighted ceiling:
Shadows of crossed arms,of crossed legs-
Of crossed destiny.

Two tiny shoes fell to the floor
And thudded.
A candle on a nightstand shed wax tears
Upon a dress.

All things vanished within
The snowy murk-white,hoary.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

A corner draft fluttered the flame
And the white fever of temptation
Upswept its angel wings that cast
A cruciform shadow

It snowed hard throughout the month
Of February, and almost constantly
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

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Into the blizzard’s snowy dance The world was swept A candle flickered on the table Its wax has wept… Like summer moths eclipse a flame to die in vain The snowflakes swarm toward the window pane The blizzard cut on the frozen glass Like a sculptor’s hand A candle flickered on the table Its wax has wept…
A bit heavy-handed translation. The poem is Russian feels more etherial (Russian is my native language)
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insight work of art........................................................
Then sound of the falling shoes To floor. Armchair, Abandoned dress. Teardrops of wax From candle there. All lost in mist so gray and tight And hoary white. The table, the candle, the swaying light. The candlelight. The flame just swayed with the draft. The ardent fire Swung couple of wings in angel form aglow higher. The whole month the weather was This endless white. The table, the candle, the swaying light. The candlelight.
Across the earth the blizzard was, Snow sprawling wide. The table, the candle, the swaying light. The candlelight. Alike in summer swarm of flies To deadly flame Aspired, rushed the flakes of snow To window frame. Illuminated ceiling glossed. The shadows crossed. The overlap of arms and legs, Of fate perplex.
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