The Spring Romance Poem by Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky

The Spring Romance

Rating: 2.5


The river else doesn’t wholly reign,
But pale-blue ice is drowned now;
And clouds are not blue again,
But sun had drunk the snow out.

Through a half-opened door,
You fret a heart with rustle; though…
You are not else in love; but lor!
You can’t not fall in love tomorrow.

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