Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

(6 June 1799 – 10 February 1837 / Moscow)

A Magic Moment I Remember - Poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that's beautiful and rare
I pray to mute despair and anguish,
To vain the pursuits world esteems,
Long did I hear your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.
Time passed. A rebel storm-blast scattered
The reveries that once were mine
And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.
In dark days of enforced retirement
I gazed upon grey skies above
With no ideals to inspire me
No one to cry for, live for, love.
Then came a moment of reinessance,
I looked up - you again are there
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that's beautiful and rare


Comments about A Magic Moment I Remember by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

  • Gold Star - 28,899 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (3/22/2015 10:26:00 AM)

    Magnificent visions on this poem and likes. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 12,979 Points Rajnish Manga (3/22/2015 3:07:00 AM)

    Good Heavens! What a way of rewarding a man, may be for a fleeting moment, only to disappear and reappear again when he finds him so forlorn. That divine satisfaction is beyond explanation. Great poem.
    A fleeting vision, the quintessence
    Of all that's beautiful and rare (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 31, 2010



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