Yuri Starostin

(4.07.1972.)

An autumn by Vasily Bargachan


An autumn
A grasses had time to dry up,
A moss yellow up,
A cold winds blows.
In the morning by a frost
To the sky a face on, the mountain whitens.
On a ducts a birds flocks in a flocks,
An animals dropped a fadable fur.
Soon the first snow fall to hear not
On the transparent ice of a flanges.
Although a full seine of a lenok
And a happy faces of a fishermen
All is sad about a leaving summer
In a cold wind whistling.


Осень
Успели жухнуть травы,
Мох желтеет,
Дуют холодные ветра.
По утрам от инея белеет
К небу обращенная гора.
На протоках птицы сбидись в стаи,
Сбросили звери линючий мех.
Скоро на прозрачный лед закраин
Упадет не слышно первый снег.
И хотя полны ленками сети
И довольны лица рыбаков,
Все грустит об уходящем лете
В посвисте простуженных ветров.

Submitted: Saturday, December 14, 2013


Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (An autumn by Vasily Bargachan by Yuri Starostin )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Gnarly Disposition, Electric Lady
  2. Dare - Devil Inside, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  3. I'll be missing you, Emma Wilson
  4. A U G U S T, hasmukh amathalal
  5. Conquest, Liilia Talts Morrison
  6. My Circus Tent, Stephen Loomes
  7. Mute Talking Drum, Chibueze Oscar Osuji
  8. silkworm, Marshall Gass
  9. you on a continent climbed....., Marshall Gass
  10. I reached deep into a pocket........., Marshall Gass

Poem of the Day

poet Emily Dickinson

239

"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
The Apple on the Tree—
Provided it do hopeless—hang—
That—"Heaven" is—to Me!

...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet John Burroughs

 

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]