Winter Russian Poems

Habit is Heaven's tame redress:
it tugs down the skirts of Happiness.
—Alexander Pushkin, translation by Michael R. Burch

Till, conquered by gusts of cold air,
as Winter approaches,...

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Russian wine

It must have been a winter when the old tanker
sailed through the Dardanelles into the Black Sea
that was full of ice flakes 
the tanker was...

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The west went in guns blazing to help their fellow man
In Syria against the Islamic State and in Iraq and Afghanistan
They brought an end to...

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Hay now, now sing this corrosion
Of winter wastes and Red stars white nights

And waring tribes a bully on the block 
To kick you when your...

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There're frost and sun, the day is fairy,
You're sleeping yet, sweetheart, you're merry,
It's time, wake up, my pretty lass,
Open your eyes that are so tender
towards...

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It was the snow over the earth
in every edge,
the candle burned on desk, of course,
it waited change.

Like summer midges in the swarm
that fly to fire,
the...

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Oh, my fallen maple, oh, my frozen maple, 
Why you stand in blizzard bending and unstable? 
Did you see somebody, did you hear there something?...

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Guv, tell me, not without the reason
our Moscow in the fired treason
was burnt and left for French.
Oh, there were fights I see their splendours 
so...

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I stepped out into the frigid cold
in my Russian winter coat
It felt like summertime,
all warm and toasty outside
Even though it was an arctic Michigan night,
with...

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Russian Dreams

Ukraine screams
In the deep of night
The death squad’s March and gaily sing
The motherland is great
Jews are all dead
Russia is the new Reich
No matter what...

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I am pure Russian and I am the bear
I have  deep dark eyes and black , black hair
Russian girls are very pretty and very...

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