<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=352680" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>‘My sister – Life’s overflowing today’</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My sister – Life’s overflowing today,<br>spring rain shattering itself like glass,<br>but people with monocles still complain,<br>and sting, politely, like snakes in the grass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The elders have their logic of course,<br>certainly yours is foolish, no doubt:<br>that eyes and lawns glow lilac in storms,<br>and sweet perfume blows from the south.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That in May, when traveling you see<br>the timetable on the Kamyshin line,<br>the Bible’s penned no less magnificently,<br>while in reading it you’re mesmerised.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That sunset has only to show a village,<br>girls crowding the track as we flee,<br>and I find that it’s not my stop today,<br>the sun offering its sympathy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With three splashes the bell swims by,<br>‘Sorry, not here’: its apology’s far.<br>Burning night seeps under the blind,<br>the steppe plunges, from step to star.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Winking, blinking, sweetly somewhere,<br>my love, a fata-morgana, sleeps yet,<br>while, like my heart, splashed on platforms there,<br>the carriage throws window-light over the steppe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Boris+Pasternak">Boris Pasternak</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=352680" data-title="‘My sister – Life’s overflowing today’ de Boris Pasternak" data-description="My sister – Life’s overflowing today, spring rain shattering itself like glass, but people with monocles still complain, and sting, politely, like snakes in the grass. The elders have their logic of course, certainly yours is foolish, no doub..."></div> </div> </div>

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