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Boris Pasternak's Poetry, by first line

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  • I grew. Foul weather, dreams, forebodings...
    I grew. Foul weather, dreams, forebodings
    Were bearing me - a Ganymede -
    16 lines
  • Marburg
    I quivered. I flared up, and then was extinguished.
    I shook. I had made a proposal - but late,
    56 lines
  • Spring Shower
    Winked to the birdcherry, gulped amid tears,
    Splashed over carriages' varnish, trees' tremble.
    24 lines
  • Your Picture
    It's with your laughing picture that I'm living now,
    You whose wrists are so slender and crackle at the joints,
    36 lines
  • Sultry Night
    It drizzled, but not even grasses
    Would bend within the bag of storm;
    22 lines
  • A Sultrier Dawn
    All morning high up on the eaves
    Above your window
    40 lines, 1 comment
  • Thunderstorm, Instantaneous Forever
    After this the halt and summer
    Parted company; and taking
    16 lines
  • Oh terrible, beloved! A poet's loving
    Oh terrible, beloved! A poet's loving
    Is a restless god's passionate rage,
    28 lines
  • Definition of Creative Art
    With shirt wide open at the collar,
    Maned as Beethoven's bust, it stands;
    16 lines
  • Definition of Poetry
    It's a whistle blown ripe in a trice,
    It's the cracking of ice in a gale,
    16 lines, 4 comments
  • From A Poem
    I also loved, and the restless breaths
    Of sleeplessness, fluttering through darkness,
    44 lines
  • Railway Station
    My dear railway station, my treasure
    Of meetings and partings, my friend
    24 lines
  • Venice
    A click of window glass had roused me
    Out of my sleep at early dawn.
    21 lines, 1 comment
  • Feasts
    I drink the gall of skies in autumn, tuberoses'
    Sweet bitterness in your betrayals burning stream;
    16 lines
  • Spring (Fragment 3)
    Is it only dirt you notice?
    Does the thaw not catch your glance?
    28 lines
  • March
    The sun is hotter than the top ledge in a steam bath;
    The ravine, crazed, is rampaging below.
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Winter Night
    It snowed and snowed ,the whole world over,
    Snow swept the world from end to end.
    32 lines
  • The garden scatters burnt-up beetles...
    The garden scatters burnt-up beetles
    Like brazen ash, from braziers burst.
    12 lines
  • On The Steamer
    The stir of leaves, the chilly morning air
    Were like delirium; half awake
    40 lines
  • Lessons of English
    When Desdemona sang a ditty-
    In her last hours among the living-
    20 lines
  • Imitators
    A boat came in; the cliff was baked;
    The noisy boat-chain fell and clanked on
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • With Oars at Rest
    A boat is beating in the breast of the lake.
    Willows hang over, tickling and kissing
    12 lines
  • The Girl
    By a cliff a golden cloud once lingered;
    On his breast it slept...
    14 lines
  • Out of Superstition
    A box of glazed sour fruit compact,
    My narrow room.
    20 lines
  • To the Memory of Demon
    Used to come in the blue
    Of the glacier, at night, from Tamara.
    16 lines
  • About These Poems
    On winter pavements I will pound
    Them down with glistening glass and sun,
    28 lines
  • Nostalgia
    To give this book a dedication
    The desert sickened,
    16 lines
  • Three Variants
    1
    When in front of you hangs the day with its
    31 lines
  • Improvisation
    I fed out of my hand a flock of keys
    To clapping of wings and shrill cries in flight.
    16 lines
  • A Dream
    I dreamt of autumn in the window's twilight,
    And you, a tipsy jesters' throng amidst. '
    16 lines, 2 comments
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