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GOOD MORNING!

by - febrero 09, 2025

 

 Turner, "The fighting temeraire tugged to her last berth to be broken up, 1838 (1839)




The gold stars are sleeping,

The mirror-pond trembles,

The dawn light comes creeping

And heaven's net reddens.


The birch-tree smiles sleepily,

Her silk locks free-flowing,

Green earrings are rustling,

And silver dew glowing.


Tall nettles by the fencing

Their bright pearls are flauting

And whispering merrily:

"Good morning!"


1914



Sergei Esenin (1895-1925). Selected Poetry. Moscow: Progress Publishers, 1982. Translated by Peter Tempest. 

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