Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, COMPLAINT, by VYACHESLAV IVANOVICH IVANOV


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First Line: Thy soul, unhearing and unspeaking
Last Line: Soul, hidden in thy solitude.


THY soul, unhearing and unspeaking,
In its dark forest droops to sleep,
Where droves of dark desires are breaking
And through the tangled brushwood sweep.

To guide thee where the stars are keeping
My home, I made a flame burn bright;
In empty brake, in forest sleeping,
I sowed the torch's seed of light.

I shine, I cry to pathless spaces;
In silence the numb thickets brood.
Neither with men nor God thy place is,
Soul, hidden in thy solitude.





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