Best Anton Chekhov Poems

Don’t tell me the moon is shining;
show me the glint of light on broken glass.

Anton Chekhov

the thunderclap
   of breaking pane,
  frightening.
splintered shards -
     remains
of jagged lightning.
those tears I bleed…
  my fist is raw.
blackness crawls
   ...

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"If in the first act you have hung a pistol on the wall, then in the following one it should be fired." -- Anton Chekhov


Chekhov declared that it's clearly imperative
That a gun given billing must duly be fired.
The bullet obligingly cinches the narrative,
Sating the thirst...

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"Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other"

Anton Chekhov

A doctor, a poet and a singer,
he was all three talents rolled into one,
prescribed in poetry, advised by song,
his medical practice...

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"Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other"
 ~ Anton Chekhov

She brightens the skies with her twinkling eyes
As they fall on the pages presented to her
Offering her the honor...

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Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other" 
Anton Chekhov

After a hectic stressful day
Some time for ourselves every day
Doing that which gives joy in every way
Few moments of happiness...

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It isn’t the voice of Aristotle, Plato, Shakespeare or Anton Chekhov riding down red square. It isn’t the voice of Adolf Hitler rumbling underground or Dwight D. Eisenhower building construction in the town.

It is not the voice of Woodrow Wilson, Ron De Santis, Ragan or...

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"Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other"
Anton Chekhov

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Medicine, an in-pouring
Literature, poetry, our outpouring 
In tandem setting into motion, vibration
Epitomising our being-ness by gentle resonation

Let then our medicine, oh hermit,...

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