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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PROXY, by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: I live with your picture, the one that is laughing Last Line: Exhaling its musky-warm vapors again. | |||
I live with your picture, the one that is laughing, Whose fingers are twisting together as they Intertwine and bend back till the wrists are near breaking -- Whose guests settle sadly to stay and to stay. Who from the packs' slapping, Rakoczy's bravado, Crystal drops in the guest room, crystal glasses and guests, Runs flaming, escaping, along the piano From the whalebone, the roses, the bones, the rosettes. Then, your tresses be-tumbled, a rose-bud, a tea-rose, All dizzy and drooping pinned into your sash, You waltz playfully into the limelight, your teeth closed So tight on your stole that your mouth's like a gash. Then, crushing the skin in your hand, you demolish A cool tangerine, in haste to regain The chandeliered, shuttered-off room where the waltz is Exhaling its musky-warm vapors again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON EARLY TRAINS by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK IN EVERYTHING I SEEK TO GRASP by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK DO NOT TOUCH by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK DROWSY GARDEN by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK SUMMER DAY by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK WE'RE FEW by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK TO A FRIEND by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK OUT OF SUPERSTITION by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK IMPROVISATION by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK WAVES: 1 by BORIS LEONIDOVICH PASTERNAK |
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