Poems ✍️
  09.03.2026
  2

Author: Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok

Night, Streets, The Lantern

Night, streets, the lantern, the drugstore,
The meaningless and dusky light.
A quarter of the century more -
All fall the same into your sight!

You died - as it was before -
You have the former way to start:
The streets, the lantern, the drugstore,
Swell of the canal in the night.


  memory loss nostalgia

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