Just for joy, take from my palms
A little sun, a little honey,
As Persephone's bees commanded.
An unfastened boat cannot be untied.
A shade shod in fur cannot be heard.
In the dense forest of life fear cannot be overcome.
Only kisses are left for us.
Furry, like small bees
That die when they leave the hive.
They rustle in transparent thickets of night,
Their home is the dense Taiga woods;
Their food -- time, honeysuckle, mint.
So take and enjoy my passionate gift,
A dry, unsightly necklace
Of dead bees, who changed honey into sun.
Just For Joy, Take From My Palms
Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
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Poem topics: fear, food, home, joy, life, night, time, shade, small, gift, enjoy, sun, honey, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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