Boris Pasternak

(10 February 1890 - 30 May 1960 / Moscow)

Boris Pasternak Poems

41. Three Variants 4/3/2010
42. Soul 4/3/2010
43. To The Memory Of Demon 4/3/2010
44. God's World 4/3/2010
45. To Anna Akhmatova 4/3/2010
46. Storm, Momentary, Forever 4/3/2010
47. The Shiv'Ring Piano, Foaming At The Mouth 4/3/2010
48. Stars Were Racing 4/3/2010
49. The Earth 4/3/2010
50. Winter Nears 4/3/2010
51. Sparrow Hills 4/3/2010
52. Spring Shower 4/3/2010
53. Sometime At A Concert Hall, In Recollection... 4/3/2010
54. The Girl 4/3/2010
55. False Alarm 4/3/2010
56. Wind 4/3/2010
57. The Wind(Four Fragments Concerning Blok) 4/3/2010
58. Spasskoe 4/3/2010
59. Crossed Oars 4/3/2010
60. O Had I Known That Thus It Happens... 4/3/2010
61. There'Ll Be No One In The House... 4/3/2010
62. Venice 4/3/2010
63. The Road 4/3/2010
64. Poetry 4/3/2010
65. Music 4/3/2010
66. Winter Sky 4/3/2010
67. Sultry Night 4/3/2010
68. Improvisation 4/3/2010
69. On The Steamer 4/3/2010
70. In Memory Of Marina Tsvetaeva 4/3/2010
71. Spring (Fragment 3) 4/3/2010
72. Spring 4/3/2010
73. A Sultrier Dawn 4/3/2010
74. Meeting 4/3/2010
75. The Steppe 4/3/2010
76. Ploughing Time 4/3/2010
77. Lessons Of English 4/3/2010
78. On Early Trains 4/3/2010
79. Storm-Wind 4/3/2010
80. Fairy Tale 4/3/2010

Comments about Boris Pasternak

  • Jay Warier (7/19/2009 11:14:00 AM)

    Could you please include Themes and Variations to enrich the sparse collection? There are some very good poems in there.

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Best Poem of Boris Pasternak

Winter Night

It snowed and snowed ,the whole world over,
Snow swept the world from end to end.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

As during summer midges swarm
To beat their wings against a flame
Out in the yard the snowflakes swarmed
To beat against the window pane

The blizzard sculptured on the glass
Designs of arrows and of whorls.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

Distorted shadows fell
Upon the lighted ceiling:
Shadows of crossed arms,of crossed legs-
Of crossed destiny.

Two tiny shoes fell to the floor
And ...

Read the full of Winter Night

A Dream

I dreamt of autumn in the window's twilight,
And you, a tipsy jesters' throng amidst. '
And like a falcon, having stooped to slaughter,
My heart returned to settle on your wrist.

But time went on, grew old and deaf. Like thawing
Soft ice old silk decayed on easy chairs.
A bloated sunset from the garden painted
The glass with bloody red September tears.

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