A Tall, Strapping Shot, You, Considerate Hunter... Poem by Boris Pasternak

A Tall, Strapping Shot, You, Considerate Hunter...

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A tall, strapping shot, you, considerate hunter,
Phantom with gun at the flood of my soul,
Do not destroy me now as a traitor,
As fodder for feeling, crumbled up small!

Grant me destruction rising and soaring,
Dress me at night in the willow and ice.
Start me, I pray, from the reeds in the morning,
Finish me off with one shot in my flight,

And for this lofty and resonant parting
Thank you. Forgive me, I kiss you, oh hands
Of my neglected, my disregarded
Homeland, my diffidence, family, friends.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ratnakar Mandlik 10 February 2017

A marvelously envisioned equally marvelous write and a pleasure to read.

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M Asim Nehal 10 February 2017

I enjoyed this poem, Thanks for sharing it.

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Brian Jani 05 June 2014

What an amazing way of writting

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