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Pushkin- The Dream

Aleksandr Pushkin

The Dream

Not long ago, in a charming dream,
I saw myself — a king with crown’s treasure;
I was in love with you, it seemed,
And heart was beating with a pleasure.
I sang my passion’s song by your enchanting knees.
Why, dreams, you didn’t prolong my happiness forever?
But gods deprived me not of whole their favor:
I only lost the kingdom of my dreams.

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The End of Summer- by James Tucci

The End of Summer- by James Tucci.

The End of Summer

The bay was rather still

It doesn’t blow most days till the afternoon

The leaves on the trees slightly moved

They would be turning orange and red in another few weeks.

The sand was still hot in the afternoon

And the skies were blue

White clouds floated around

These were the waning days of summer

He lived for the summertime

And soon it would be over

The first chill in the air was only a week or two away

Fall, winter and spring were on their way

Bringing the cold, the gray, the rain and the snow

The leaves on the trees would be on the lawns and in the gutter

The sands on the beach would be cold and damp

People would be wearing their coats and jackets

The sad part was

Another summer of his life was about to go away

Never to return

These days would turn to memories

No longer the glorious moments

In time and space that he so enjoyed

When the air was fresh and salty and filled with the scents of the grass and the flowers

All he was left with

Was to pine for the next summer

But in a short amount of time

It too would disappear

Never to return

And someday

Like the sunny summer

He would disappear

by James Tucci

Miami, Florida

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James Tucci-The Flame Never dies

Where is the woman I long for
She has gone way
It seems strange
For this time of year
This is the place that she should be

I do not know whether to worry
Or even to care
I have not seen her
For many a day

I am sure she does not even think of me
Nor have any interest in where I am
She has no concern for my being

But I cannot expunge her from my mind
She lives inside me

So I sit here and wonder
Of whom she is with
And where she resides

And of course
My flame for her never dies

Pushkin-In Her Shade Impossible to Seek Another Pretty Maid

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Pushkin-In Her Shade Impossible to Seek Another Pretty Maid.

The Maiden

1821

I always said to you: beware the maiden dear!

I knew she lures hearts with strengths she can’t forebear.

Oh, my presumptuous friend! I knew that in her shade

Impossible to seek another pretty maid.

And, having lost his hope, forgot of treason’s pleasures,

In her vicinity a thoughtful youngster blazes,

Pets of great gods and captains of fate’s fleets

Bring their love prayers to her charming feet;

But all their ardency is scorned by the girl proud –

Which, cast down her glance, not sees nor hears around.

Pushkin

An Hour

I met her

Only for an hour

But it was an hour of my life

That I never will forget

The blue jacket

The white blouse

The long tan skirt

All graced by the smile

The smile of a goddess

And an angel combined

Her brown locks pulled back

The face with a radiant glow

Just for a short moment

The blink of an eye

In the time of the universe

But I will never be the same

Her face is to be forever etched in my mind

Her loveliness to be ensconced in my soul and in my heart

I will never see her again

But the sight of her

I never will forget

And I will never feel the same again

For any other woman.

For me

There will be only one woman

Whom I would ever want to with on our beloved earth

She robbed me of my love for others

But it is a price I would gladly pay

To have spent an hour

In her presence.

Tucci

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Pushkin-In Her Shade Impossible to Seek Another Pretty Maid

The Maiden

1821
I always said to you: beware the maiden dear!
I knew she lures hearts with strengths she can’t forebear.
Oh, my presumptuous friend! I knew that in her shade
Impossible to seek another pretty maid.
And, having lost his hope, forgot of treason’s pleasures,
In her vicinity a thoughtful youngster blazes,
Pets of great gods and captains of fate’s fleets
Bring their love prayers to her charming feet;
But all their ardency is scorned by the girl proud –
Which, cast down her glance, not sees nor hears around.

Pushkin

An Hour

I met her
Only for an hour
But it was an hour of my life
That I never will forget

The blue jacket
The white blouse
The long tan skirt

All graced by the smile
The smile of a goddess
And an angel combined
Her brown locks pulled back
The face with a radiant glow

Just for a short moment
The blink of an eye
In the time of the universe
But I will never be the same
Her face is to be forever etched in my mind
Her loveliness to be ensconced in my soul and in my heart

I will never see her again
But the sight of her
I never will forget
And I will never feel the same again
For any other woman.
For me
There will be only one woman
Whom I would ever want to with on our beloved earth

She robbed me of my love for others
But it is a price I would gladly pay
To have spent an hour
In her presence.

Tucci

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