Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet

(5 December 1820 - 3 December 1892 / Novosyolky)

My Face Turned Upwards To The Sky - Poem by Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet

My face turned upwards to the sky
One summer night I lay upon some hay
A lively close-knit starry chorus
Was flickering all around.

The mute earth, nebulous and dreamlike,
Rushed off without a trace
And I, like Eden's first inhabitant,
Faced night's gaze all alone.

Was it I hurtling into midnight's depths
Or was it crowds of stars that hurtled toward me?
It seemed as if a mighty palm
Held me suspended over the abyss.

And with a heart confused and stunned
I cast my gaze into the depths,
Whence sinking every moment deeper,
I never will return.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 17, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 30, 2011

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