Mandelstam Poems - Poems about Mandelstam

...I’ve got a body and what can I do? It is so one, so mine, it is so true. Who should I thank, tell me, and who did give Me quite joy to breathe, quite joy to live? I am the gardener, I’m the flowe......

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...Gold leaf is burning very bright on Christmas trees and bush is hiding toy wolves, they're looking through the night with eerily eyes, their look is biting. Oh, my prophetic tiresome grief, oh......

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...Softer than tenderness your pretty face, More white than white, of course, your little hand, It's far from world your walls and native land, It's unavoidable your sweety bliss. From sweety ......

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