<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=352781" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Three Variants</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When in front of you hangs the day with its <br>Smallest detail-fine or crude- <br>The intensely hot cracking squirrel-sounds <br>Do not cease in the resinous wood. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The high line of pine-trees stands asleep, <br>Drinking in and storing strength, <br>And the wood is peeling and drip by drip <br>Is shedding freckled sweat. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">2</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From miles of calm the garden sickens, <br>The stupor of the angered glen <br>Is more alarming than an evil <br>Wild storm, a frightful hurricane. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The garden's mouth is dry, and smells of <br>Decay, of nettles, roofing, fear… <br>The cattle's bellowing is closing <br>Its ranks. A thunderstorm is near. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">3 </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the bushes grow the tatters <br>Of disrupted clouds; the garden <br>Has its mouth full of damp nettles: <br>Such - the smell of storms and treasures. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tired shrubs are sick of sighing. <br>Patches in the sky increase. The <br>Barefoot blueness has the gait of <br>Cautious herons in the marshes. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And they gleam, like lips that glisten, <br>When the hand forgets to wipe them: <br>Supple willow-switches, oak-leaves, <br>And the hoofprints by the horsepond.</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=352781" data-title="Three Variants de Boris Pasternak" data-description="1 When in front of you hangs the day with its Smallest detail-fine or crude- The intensely hot cracking squirrel-sounds Do not cease in the resinous wood. The high line of pine-trees stands asleep, Drinking in and storing strength, And the..."></div> </div> </div>

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