Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky

(1 September 1855 - 13 December 1909 / Omsk)

Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky Poems

1. Notturno 4/23/2012
2. Sad Country 4/23/2012
3. The Bow And The Strings 4/27/2012
4. The Autumnal Romance 4/21/2010
5. The Candles Are Brought In 4/21/2010
6. Poppies 4/21/2010
7. The Pine Of Reminiscence 4/21/2010
8. September 4/21/2010
9. Ego 4/21/2010
10. The Old Barrel Organ 4/21/2010
11. The Anguish Of A Mirage 4/21/2010
12. Among The Worlds 4/23/2012
13. The Spring Romance 4/21/2010
14. I Thought That The Heart... 4/21/2010
15. After The Concert 4/21/2010
16. You'Re Again With Me 4/21/2010
17. My Life's Burden... 4/21/2010
18. To The Poet 4/21/2010
19. Two Loves 4/21/2010
20. Children 4/21/2010
21. Poetry (Sonnet) 4/21/2010
22. Among Worlds 1/1/2004
23. Amethysts 4/21/2010
24. Harmony 4/21/2010
25. Bow And Strings 1/1/2004
26. A Gas Butterfly 1/1/2004

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Best Poem of Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky


My eyes forgot the heavens’ blue,
To them the sun’s dust is not gold,
But I live just one substance through,
That’s to the amethyst’s planes owned.

‘Cause that that, drunker than young spring
And troubling stronger than idea,
The lilac fires have to sing
And coldly play with colors here.

And for the heart with pain and shame,
A dream comes, tender and deceiving:
As a crystal in the candles’ flame,
To stay in cold of lilac singing.

Read the full of Amethysts

After The Concert

The blackened skies have reached the garden walk;
Yet my poor heart tonight cannot be not the restless…
The lights that have been failed, the lost of sounds talk,
Are they the remnants of the dream in sadness?

Oh, how sad it was, the satin of her dress,
Her breast was very white, among the straps black fair!
How sorry I was then to see her eyes distressed,
Her hands in snowy gloves, resigned as to a prayer!