(10 February 1890 - 30 May 1960 / Moscow)

1918

Stars were racing; waves were washing headlands.
Salt went blind, and tears were slowly drying.
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  • ~~ Lyda ~~ (1/15/2013 5:57:00 PM)

    I like this because it strays from the normal. Which is what all great poets must do. They have to take risks because it is in nature... Love this poem and the fact that theres Russian at the end

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