Black-earth Allotment That Savours of Sweat
Black-earth Allotment That Savours of Sweat - meaning Summary
Rustic Evening and Longing
This poem addresses a fertile rural plot with affectionate intimacy, using an evening pastoral scene to evoke memory and communal life. The speaker wanders to a lakeside path, observes haymakers, fishermen, and fires, and senses a hush of slumber and storytelling. Amid warm, sensory details a melancholic tone emerges: the landscape reflects broader Russian sorrow, linking personal attachment to a national sadness.
Read Complete AnalysesBlack-earth allotment that savours of sweat, Can I deny you my love, my caress? Away to the lake by the blue path I'll go, My heart with the blessing of evening aglow. The rough brushwood shelters in meadows are grey, Conducive to slumber the reeds softly sway. With blood а red bonfire is tinging the spits, The white-lidded mon through the dry brushwood flits. Sunset-flecked haymakers squat in the grass, Hearing an old man tell tales of the past. Round а far bend in the twilight somewhere Fishermen are singing а slow sleepy air. А leaden reflection the bare meadows don... You echo the anguish of Russia, sad song.
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