Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MOSCOW, by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR Poet's Biography First Line: Across the steppe we journeyed Last Line: The jewel of the czars! Alternate Author Name(s): Dean Subject(s): Moscow; Russia; Soviet Union; Russians | ||||||||
ACROSS the steppe we journeyed, The brown, fir-darkened plain That rolls to east and rolls to west, Broad as the billowy main, When lo! a sudden splendor Came shimmering through the air, As if the clouds should melt and leave The heights of heaven bare, -- A maze of rainbow domes and spires Full glorious on the sky, With wafted chimes from many a tower As the south-wind went by, And a thousand crosses lightly hung That shone like morning stars, -- 'T was the Kremlin wall! 't was Moscow, -- The jewel of the Czars! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 259 by LYN HEJINIAN A FOREIGN COUNTRY by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DIAMOND PERSONA by NORMAN DUBIE IN MEMORIAM: 1933 (7. RUSSIA: ANNO 1905) by CHARLES REZNIKOFF TAKE A LETTER TO DMITRI SHOSTAKOVITCH by CARL SANDBURG READING THE RUSSIANS by RUTH STONE THE SOVIET CIRCUS VISITS HAVANA, 1969 by VIRGIL SUAREZ A PROBLEM IN AESTHETICS by KAREN SWENSON COLUMBUS DYING [MAY 20, 1506] by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR SA-CA-GA-WE-A; THE INDIAN GIRL WHO GUIDED LEWIS AND CLARK by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR |
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