Harmony Poem by Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky
Harmony
In midst of waves, there are the silver beads
And scraped by time paints of the white enamel …
I so like the morns which autumn breeds,
For their caress, so short and so gentle.
And I do like the foam on the shore,
When it again is whitening in mire,
And, greedy, I am hiding here a store
Of hazy days, while skies are full of fire.
But somewhere there, they’re roaming in flame,
The same ones as I am, without name and number,
And somebody’s young being – just the same –
Instead of me, is ceasing in sad amber.
There are incredibly beautiful lines in this, but there are terribly awkward lines that I have to believe occurred during translation,
But somewhere there, they’re roaming in flame, The same ones as I am, without name and number, And somebody’s young being – just the same – Instead of me, is ceasing in sad amber. Superb lines....Speechless
A beautiful poem full of nostalgic flavour. Enjoyed reading it. I am hiding here a store Of hazy days, while skies are full of fire.
Beautiful and melodious write with flowing emotions. Enjoyed the poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2024 4:20:43 AM # 1.0.0
Beautiful...........