Spring Song by Innokenty Annensky

Not yet does the current hold sway

but it’s drowning the blue ice;

the clouds have not melted away,

yet the snow is drifting in sunlight.

 

Through a half-open door

my heart hears a whisper…

You don’t yet love, but no more

can you keep your distance.

 

by Иннокентий Фёдорович Анненский (Innokenty Fyodorovich Annensky)

(1906)

Translated by Robert Chandler

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