Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, STIGMATA, by MAXIMILIAN ALEXANDROVICH VOLOSHIN


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First Line: Whose the flying hands, about me shedding
Last Line: On the pierced palms of these outstretched hands.
Alternate Author Name(s): Kerienko-voloshin, Maximilian Alexandrovich; Voloshin, Ma
Subject(s): Russia; Spirituality; Soviet Union; Russians


Whose the flying hands, about me shedding
Fire, and leading me on passionate ways?
No sonorous stones my feet are treading,
But where vatic waters fill the days.
Piercing through the spirit, sharp pilasters
Rise, and candle sting the dark like bees.
Oh, the hearts that bloom like crimson asters,
Petalled with gold-bladed ecstasies.
Now the evening on the temple flinging
Patterned, carven crimson, shines and mourns.
Oh, the pale brow to the altar clinging,
Stung anew with stinging scarlet thorns!
The whole soul, high vaults and portals glowing,
Fear like incense swathes with dim blue bands:
Ah, I know you, sacred corals, growing
On the pierced palms of these outstretched hands.





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