Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky

(1 September 1855 - 13 December 1909 / Omsk)

I Thought That The Heart... - Poem by Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky

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I thought that the heart made of stone,
That it’s fully empty and dead:
Though fire in it had been thrown,
It’s not damaged or just upset.

And that’s right: it was not tormented,
If – painful, then only a bit,
But, yet, it is better to end it,
Put out, while you can do it…

The heart is in darkness entire,
I’ve known: the victory’s mine –
At last, we extinguished the fire…
And, yet, in a smoke I die.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 21, 2010



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