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Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд)


The Storm


I Ran to the forest for shelter,
Breathless, half sobbing;
I put my arms round a tree,
Pillowed my head against the rough bark.
"Protect me," I said. "I am a lost child."
But the tree showered silver drops on my face and hair.
A wind sprang up from the ends of the earth;
It lashed the forest together.
A huge green wave thundered and burst over my head.
I prayed, implored, "Please take care of me!"
But the wind pulled at my cloak and the rain beat upon me.
Little rivers tore up the ground and swamped the bushes.
A frenzy possessed the earth: I felt that the earth was drowning
In a bubbling cavern of space. I alone--
Smaller than the smallest fly--was alive and terrified.
Then for what reason I know not, I became trium-phant
"Well, kill me!" I cried and ran out into the open.
But the storm ceased: the sun spread his wings
And floated serene in the silver pool of the sky.
I put my hands over my face: I was blushing.
And the trees swung together and delicately laughed.



Katherine Mansfield's other poems:
  1. A Joyful Song Of Five
  2. The Lonesome Child
  3. Sanary
  4. Deaf House Agent
  5. A Fine Day


Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • George Herbert (Джордж Герберт (Херберт)) The Storm ("If as the winds and waters here below")
  • Coventry Patmore (Ковентри Патмор (Пэтмор)) The Storm ("Within the pale blue haze above")
  • Henry Vaughan (Генри Воэн) The Storm ("I see the use : and know my blood")
  • Robert Hawker (Роберт Хоукер) The Storm ("WAR mid the ocean and the land!")

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