Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, NOT BY HANDS CREATED, by PIOTR ORESHIN


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Classic and Contemporary Poetry

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First Line: Fall on your face
Last Line: Hosannah in the highest!
Subject(s): Forests; Future Life; Russia; Woods; Retribution; Eternity; After Life; Soviet Union; Russians


1

Fall on your face,
Drop
Mug-forward into the swamps.
With your old were-wolf's eye,
Cataract-blinded,
Look
What a blade I am!

2

Carrot-haired
Big-browed dawns,
And the darkness of forests,
Rye,
And the sheaves behind the village,—
My body.

3

Long ears,
Tufted with red hair,
Wag
Like asses' ears
Through the heavens!

4

Two
Convulsed eyes—
Two
Oceans resting in me,
And thick
Bulbous lashes
Burning green
On my cheek-bones.

5

My stone mouth
Is stretched with song
From east to west.

6

Legs
And hoofs
Kicked skyward
And
The claw
On my hairy paw
Blazes.

7

Gorged
And motionless,
Like a bull,
I have squatted, rock-fast,
In a long shirt
Of sunsets,
And I sit now
Sprawled out
On the fat hill of the universe.

8

Dark forests
Grow
On my hairy belly,
And in the stony fir-trees
Gray wolves,
In cope and coif,
Having lit a taper,
Serve
The mass.

9

Eternal,
Not by hands created,
I roll my eyes heavily
As roll the mill-stones
Of the blue
Mills
Of heaven.

10

Slowly
I chew the cud of gray clouds,
And
Think
Of perishing brothers
With my wise
Cheerful belly.

11

Through closed lids
I see
Between my legs new rivers
Heave
New ground
Upon golden
Crests.

12

Listening to the earth,
I spit
With out-thrust, lower lip,
And lo!
Rains
Pour with the sound of spears
And, clinking,
Pierce the earth.

13

Eternal,
Not by hands created,
With the spirit of Life-giving Spring
I sweep
The tilled field,
And
On the naked knees of the universe
I pour
The blue waters
Of My Eternal Triumph.
Hosannah in the highest!





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