Poems found: 89

TO VLADIMIR MAYAKOVSKY

...I'D LIKE TO LIVE WITH YOU

WHITE LOW SUN, A LOW THUNDERCLOUDS; AND BACK

ALONG THE LARGE QUIET ROADS

AND ON MY FOREHEAD

AT THE CURL OF THE EYELASHES,

FROM YOUR ARROGANT POLAND

GO, MY SON, NOT TO THE CITY AND NOT

HE WHO SURVIVED SHALL DIE, HE WHO IS DEAD SHALL RISE

HOW'S YOUR LIFE WITH THE OTHER ONE

I - A SPOTLESS PAGE BENEATH YOUR PEN

I AM. YOU SHALL BE. BETWEEN US - CHASM.

I BURNED A HANDFUL OF HAIR

I KNOW THE TRUTH -- GIVE UP ALL OTHER TRUTHS

I LIKE IT THAT YOU'RE SICK, BUT NOT FOR ME

I REMEMBER THE FIRST DAY, THE INFANTILE BRUTALITY

I'LL TELL YOU THE STORY

I'M NOT DANCING -- IT'S NOT MY FAULT

I'VE COME HOME

I'VE DISSOLVED FOR YOU

JUST LIKE THE HOUR OF THE MOON

JUST YESTERDAY HE GAZED AT ME

MY POEMS, WHICH I WROTE, NOT EVEN KNOWING

NEITHER STANZAS NOR STARS

NO LONG NOW

PATIENTLY, AS STONE IS CRUSHED

SHE PLANTED APPLES

SO SUFFER ME THROUGH AND SURVIVE ME! I AM AEVERYWHERE

SOMEONE LEFT, WITH A HEAD

EYES OF A SYMPATHETIC NEIGHBOR

THIS MAN WAS WHITE NOW HE'S BECOME RED

THIS TENDERNESS - HOW TO EXPLAIN IT?

THOSE WHO HAVE BUILT NO HOUSES

THOUGH A RIVAL, I WILL COME TO YOU

TO KISS A FOREHEAD IS TO ERASE WORRY

TWO FLAMES! -- NO, TWO MIRRORS!

WE SHALL NOT ESCAPE HELL

WHERE DOES THIS TENDERNESS COME FROM?

WHEREVER YOU ARE I CAN REACH YOU

YOU DON'T LIKE ME, NOR YOU,

YOU, WALKING PAST ME

SCHOOL FOR VERSE

AKHMATOVA, SELS.

ANCIENT SONG

ATTEMPT AT JEALOUSY

ATTEMPT AT JEALOUSY

ATTEMPT AT JEALOUSY

ARS

BENT WITH WORRY

BEWARE

HOMESICKNESS

IN MEMORY OF BERANGE

INSOMNIA

INSOMNIA

MESSAGE

MILEPOSTS, PART I

POEM OF THE END, SELS.

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POEM OF THE END: 3

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POEM OF THE END: 7

POEM OF THE END: 8

POEM OF THE END: 9

POEMS FOR AKHMATOVA: 1

POEMS FOR AKHMATOVA: 2

POEMS FOR AKHMATOVA: 3

POEMS FOR AKHMATOVA: 4

POEMS FOR BLOC

POEMS FOR BLOK

POEMS FOR BLOK

POEMS TO BLOK

POEMS TO CZECHOSLOVAKIA, SELS.

PRAISE TO THE RICH

PRAYER

READERS OF NEWSPAPERS

SLOWLY

DEMESNE OF THE SWANS, SELS.

EYES

HORN OF ROLAND

POEM OF THE END, SELS.

POET

VALLEY OF THE ROSES

TO GENIUS

TWO SONGS, SELS.

VERSES ABOUT MOSCOW, SELS

WHERE DOES THIS TENDERNESS COME FROM