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A few from “The making of a poem”
You, Andrew Marvell – Archibald MacLeish And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth’s noonward height To feel the always coming on The always rising of the night: To feel creep up the curving east The earthy … Continue reading
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Александр Блок Петроградское небо мутилось дождем, На войну уходил эшелон. Без конца — взвод за взводом и штык за штыком Наполнял за вагоном вагон. В этом поезде тысячью жизней цвели Боль разлуки, тревоги любви, Сила, юность, надежда… В закатной дали … Continue reading
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