Best Nabokov Poems

Youth, Time, Night Sky And Heaven's Blessed Voice

As I lay me down in lush verdant grass
Gazing into night sky as Heavens pass
Twinkling stars, to an old grievous soul speak
"Be of stout heart, not a mortal so weak"!

Heavens voice advice, if ones heart listens
Gleaming as true...

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Gold is covering emerald leaves,
I can see cloudy heaven is numb,
Asters, dahlias blooms among grieves
like a garland they cannot succumb.

Little rain is annoying sometimes,
It is hanging like muddy cobweb, 
The wind plays with the foliage that lies,
It will fly away newly, don't grab.

And sometimes daring...

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In truth Clare Quilty 
Was clearly guilty, 
While humble Humbert Humbert 
Was fervently pervert. 
The issue to talk of 
What told us Nabokov ?...

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Oh, how high your brow ripe with laurus
ascends above the literary world!
Your multilingual bottomless thesaurus
is full of diamonds, emeralds and gold.

I'm sorting through these treasures in the shadow
of your memorial chosen by the birds:
the butterflies, the motherland, the meadow
as green as youth, the chess, the...

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