Boris Pasternak

(10 February 1890 - 30 May 1960 / Moscow)

August - Poem by Boris Pasternak

This was its promise, held to faithfully:
The early morning sun came in this way
Until the angle of its saffron beam
Between the curtains and the sofa lay,

And with its ochre heat it spread across
The village houses, and the nearby wood,
Upon my bed and on my dampened pillow
And to the corner where the bookcase stood.

Then I recalled the reason why my pillow
Had been so dampened by those tears that fell-
I'd dreamt I saw you coming one by one
Across the wood to wish me your farewell.

You came in ones and twos, a straggling crowd;
Then suddenly someone mentioned a word:
It was the sixth of August, by Old Style,
And the Transfiguration of Our Lord.

For from Mount Tabor usually this day
There comes a light without a flame to shine,
And autumn draws all eyes upon itself
As clear and unmistaken as a sign.

But you came forward through the tiny, stripped,
The pauperly and trembling alder grove,
Into the graveyard's coppice, russet-red,
Which, like stamped gingerbread, lay there and glowed.

And with the silence of those high treetops
Was neighbour only the imposing sky
And in the echoed crowing of the cocks
The distances and distances rang by:

There in the churchyard underneath the trees,
Like some surveyor from the government
Death gazed on my pale face to estimate
How large a grave would suit my measurement.

All those who stood there could distinctly hear
A quiet voice emerge from where I lay:
The voice was mine, my past; prophetic words
That sounded now, unsullied by decay:

'Farewell, wonder of azure and of gold
Surrounding the Transfiguration's power:
Assuage now with a woman's last caress
The bitterness of my predestined hour!

'Farewell timeless expanse of passing years!
Farewell, woman who flung your challenge steeled
Against the abyss of humiliations:
For it is I who am your battlefield!

'Farewell, you span of open wings outspread,
The voluntary obstinacy of flight,
O figure of the world revealed in speech,
Creative genius, wonder-working might!'


Comments about August by Boris Pasternak

  • Khairul Ahsan (8/9/2018 10:29:00 PM)

    'All those who stood there could distinctly hear
    A quiet voice emerge from where I lay:
    The voice was mine, my past; prophetic words
    That sounded now, unsullied by decay: ' - The stanza that I liked most, of all!
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  • Susan Williams (8/9/2018 3:53:00 PM)

    I'd dreamt I saw you coming one by one / Across the wood to wish me your farewell.- - -Simple words to paint such a strong picture (Report)Reply

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  • Anil Kumar Panda (8/9/2018 10:27:00 AM)

    A masterpiece by the great poet. Enjoyed thoroughly.
    ''Farewell timeless expanse of passing years!
    Farewell, woman who flung your challenge steeled
    Against the abyss of humiliations:
    For it is I who am your battlefield! '..is so beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
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  • Drtony Brahmin (8/9/2018 6:53:00 AM)

    'Farewell, you span of open wings outspread,
    The voluntary obstinacy of flight,
    O figure of the world revealed in speech,
    Creative genius, wonder-working might! '. a great poem indeed. tony
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  • Adrian Flett (8/9/2018 5:06:00 AM)

    The dream of the Lord and the sadness which was Pasternak's Russia. (Report)Reply

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  • Lungelo S Mbuyazi (8/9/2018 2:18:00 AM)

    Such a nice write!

    Farewell, you span of open wings outspread
    ....
    Creative genius, wonder-working might!
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  • Mahtab Bangalee (8/9/2018 1:37:00 AM)

    Thoughtfully and Beautifully penned last three stanzas-

    'Farewell timeless expanse of passing years!
    Farewell, woman who flung your challenge steeled

    excellent writing
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  • Mary Skarpathiotaki (7/9/2018 5:57:00 AM)

    Open mind and wings too.! 0+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ (Report)Reply

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  • Susan Williams (2/19/2018 6:01:00 PM)

    Who else could come up with this- - - - - - - -]
    with its ochre heat i
    This is a writer's depths that we see at work here.
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  • Seamus O Brian (8/9/2017 5:02:00 PM)

    A finely crafted work of art. A masterpiece of visual clarity and literary force. A privilege to read and aspire to. (Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/9/2017 2:30:00 PM)

    Open wings! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report)Reply

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  • Rajnish Manga (8/9/2017 12:45:00 PM)

    Extremely fantastic portrayal of nature and a narrative dedicated to the afflictions of the past. Thanks. I would like to quote the following quatrain for its sheer beauty of expression and eternal philosophy:
    There in the churchyard underneath the trees,
    Like some surveyor from the government
    Death gazed on my pale face to estimate
    How large a grave would suit my measurement.
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  • Ramesh T A (8/9/2017 8:01:00 AM)

    This August poem of Pasternak reminds me of the Elegy poem written by Thomas Grey! (Report)Reply

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  • Anil Kumar Panda (8/9/2017 7:45:00 AM)

    Awesome drop. Each stanza is a beauty in itself. The flow, the rhyming and the story is simply amazing. Enjoyed.Congrats. (Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (8/9/2017 5:59:00 AM)

    Beautiful depiction with nice penmanship. Congratulation to his soul. (Report)Reply

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  • Geoffrey Fafard (8/9/2017 4:04:00 AM)

    A totally beautiful compilation of amazing clarity and an incredible working of the English language. A true Poets Poem. (Report)Reply

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  • (8/9/2017 3:47:00 AM)

    Enthralling with multiple themes; transfiguration, love battles, transience and echoes of life receding. (Report)Reply

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  • Mazloom Gill (8/9/2017 2:31:00 AM)

    very nice and beautifully penned. thanks (Report)Reply

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  • Bernard F. Asuncion (8/9/2017 1:47:00 AM)

    Very interesting poem..... Thanks for posting........ (Report)Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (2/4/2016 9:20:00 AM)

    'Farewell, you span of open wings outspread,
    The voluntary obstinacy of flight,
    O figure of the world revealed in speech,
    Creative genius, wonder-working might! '
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 3, 2010



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