Treasure Island

Vyacheslav Ivanovich Ivanov

(28 February 1866 – 16 July 1949 / Moscow)

The Russian Mind


Willful and avid mind,-
The Russian mind is dangerous as flame:
So unrestrainable, so clear,
A happy and a gloomy mind.

Like the steady hand of a compass
It sees the pole through swells and fog;
It leads the timid will
From distracted dreams to life.

Like an eagle gazing through the mist
To survey the valley's dust
It soberly contemplates the earth,
Floating in a mystic night.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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