marikia

by marikiaTbilisi, Georgia

Feb 2012 715 Views 4 comments

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Author: Garold Registan

When February's tapping at the window pane,
When distance is obscure from raging snow,
I so regret that miracle won’t happen then,
That neither joy, nor sorrow is to ever fly
In through my window like a freezing bird.

And it is snowing. Snowstorm's ripping wild.
And time is creeping on. The night's so dark ...
I am so sorry, truly so, my faithful wife,
For such a thirst in me to fall again in love!

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Posted: Feb 2012

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Comments (4)

steve1223

steve1223adelaide, South Australia AustraliaFeb 26, 2012

Thank you marikia for sharing this

windyweatherly

windyweatherlySan Francisco, California USAFeb 26, 2012

thanks marikia

mcradloff

mcradloffPlatteville, Wisconsin USAFeb 26, 2012

Good write, I love the last snow we got. It was so fluffy that the flakes falling down clumped together, some about four inches across.

Macduff5

Macduff5Newcastle, New South Wales AustraliaFeb 27, 2012

Hi Marikia,

Beautifully written...another of your lovely translations of a wonderful Russian poet.

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