Contents |
Part 1
- To Mother
- The street awakens. She looks, exhausted…
- Little World
- Before a Little Coffin
- Epitaph
- Lady with Camelias
- Terminal Silhouette
- In Paris
- Prayer
- To Asya (1)
- Books in Red Binding
- New Moon
- On Parting
- To the Next One
- Meeting
- Angelique
- From Four till Seven
- Easter in April
- Contact through Dreams
- Azure are the fields, where our dreaming had met…
- Hello from a Train
- It is true, is it not, that our souls are not used yet to parting?..
- Except for Love
- In the Winter
- Truth
- Another Prayer
- To a Growing-Up One
- Boy-Madness
- On a New Year
- Schoolgirl
- Tverskaya
- At Age Fifteen
- Drum
- Autumn in Tarus
- To Literary Prosecutors
- You walk, looking just like me…
- These my poems, written so early…
- Passing me by, as you walk…
- To Asya (2)
- To Sergei Efron-Durnovo
- To Byron
- How many people fell in this abyss…
- Thus to thirst life: And to be tender…
- You, whose sleep is without awakening…
Part 2
- To Alla
- From Cycle "P. E."
- From Cycle "Girlfriend"
- 1. You're happy? You won't say! Barely!
- 2. Under caresses of an ivy…
- 3. Today was melting, and today…
- 4. You were too lazy to get dressed…
- 5. Today, around eight, dashing through…
- 6. Just like a young plant sprout…
- 7. You on your road pass me by…
- 8. Under sun the eyes are burning…
- 9. I'll repeat in hour of parting…
- 10. Before a mirror, where there's fog…
- 11. The clock — what time it is?..
- Insanity — and good reason…
- I like it that you're burning not for me…
- My ancestor was a rider…
- Sleep the rattles and dogs of neighbours…
- There is no day's temptation…
- The gypsy passion of parting!..
- Poems about Moscow
- 1. Clouds — all around…
- 2. From my hands — not a hand-created town…
- 3. Past the towers at night…
- 4. The day will come — a sad day, they say!..
- 5. Above the city Peter cursed to hell…
- 6. The rain of bells drizzles above…
- 7. Seven hills — just like seven bells!..
- 8. Moscow — what a giant…
- 9. With a red brush…
- From Cycle "Insomnia"
Part 3
- From Cycle "Poems to Blok"
- 1. A bird in the hand is your name…
- 2. A knight without reproach…
- 3. You walk out to the Falling Sun…
- 4. To beast — a den…
- 5. Cupolas are burning in Moscow!..
- 6. They thought he was a man!..
- 7. Like a weak ray through black gloom of the hells…
- 8. Here is he — look — tired of the foreign lands…
- 9. His friends — do not bother him!..
- 10. Not a broken rib…
- 11. Without word, without call…
- 12. Like drunk, like sleepy…
- 13. Thus, O the Lord! And this my prayer…
- To Akhmatova
- 1. O muse of weeping, the most beautiful muse!..
- 2. What are people's wiles to me? Holding…
- 3. Just one more gigantic flap…
- 4. Mother's name is Anna…
- 5. You repeat nobody. How many…
- 6. You won't leave alone! I'm a warden…
- 7. That from catafalques and from cribs…
- 8. People shouted on the street…
- 9. To the golden-lipped Anne — to a word…
- 10. At the thin wire over oats' wave…
- 11. You'll overtake the Sun in the sky…
- 12. I have been given arms — to each one to stretch both…
- I'll conquer you from all lands, from all the sky…
- To you, my rival, I will come sometime…
- To Jews
- You, measuring me by days
- August — asters…
- Don Juan
- Above the church there are blue clouds…
- To Tsar, on Easter
- Stepan Razin
- From a strict and elegant temple…
- Bitterness! On your lips, passion…
- Carmen
- Gypsy Wedding
- The first day I recall, ferocity of childhood…
- Night. North-East. The soldiers cry. Waves roar…
- Strong and wealthy have a hard time…
- Kornilov
- To Moscow
- In vain, Cavalier de Grie…
Part 4
- Standing for homeland, word "Marina"…
- Don
- Hard and marvelous — loyalty till the coffin!..
- O, pitiful exertions of usurpers!..
- Either soldiers drove into the ground a stake…
- Like blood and sweat it is simple…
- The rich man loved a poor woman…
- I'm — now. You're — will be. An abyss between us…
- Dying, I won't say: I was. There's no pity…
- Like right and left arms, here…
- Inept and aimless is my time…
- Who didn't build homes with his hand…
- Cradle, that is wound up in red!..
- I don't disturb, I do not sing…
- From Cycle "Comedian"
- From Cycle "Poems to Sonya"
- You won't chase me away anytime…
- To rule troika and guitar…
- That same youth, and these same holes…
- Who's made of stone, who's made of mud…
- I wrote on paled leaves of the fan…
- Two Songs
- Wind, Oh wind, sweeping away things…
- I desire no love and no honor…
- Others — with eyes or with face full of light…
- June and July. Part of nightingale tremble…
- There's officer's straightness within my stature…
- Wolf
- To a Stranger
- O love! O love! In the convulsions, in the coffin…
- Either at dawn or at dusk, I will die, but on which…
- Happy New Year, encampment Swan!..
- Student
- Marina
- From Cycle "Parting"
Part 5
- George
- Good Tidings
- Return of Rain
- Into the ether…
- To Mayakovsky
- From cycle "Khan's Horde"
- Praise to Aphrodite
- Youth
- Muse
- Without self-control…
- Thus swam the head and lyre down…
- Not for flattering chausibles, frocks of lies…
- From Cycle "Girlfriend II"
- From Cycle "Girlfriend II"
- Bethlehem
- How comes into the middle…
- She is unusual all the way! Beyond power!..
- To Akhmatova
Part 6
- New Year's
- New Year's #2
- Over the mountains
- From Cycle "Snowmounds"
- Familiar! Wherefrom you come to our country?..
- From Cycle "Earthly Marks"
- Hello! Not arrow, not stone…
- In empty temple…
- Inimitably lies life…
- Lethe's underwater light…
- Trees
- Gold of my hair…
- Praise to the Rich
- Poets
- Words and Meanings
- Pedals
- Thus they listen...
- Dialogue of Hamlet with his Conscience
- Crevasse
- On the appointed meeting…
- Early still — not to be!..
- Moon — to Sleepwalker
- Rails
- Letter
- You that loved me with the falseness…
- The demon in me…
Part 7
- Into the gray spot — temple…
- Conversation with a Genius
- To Mayakovsky
- Poems to Pushkin
- (Poet and Tsar)
- Country
- To Ode to Walking
- To Despair for homeland! Long ago…
- To The time did not think of a poet…
- To They cut…
- To Fathers
- In the world bellowing…
- Generation with lilac…
- Not a warrior of two camps, but — if occasional guest…
- Readers of Newspapers
- Poems to Orphans
- "It's time! I'm old for this fire!.."
- "I dressed the table for the six…"
