November

Aleksandr Tvardovsky
November
The fir tree becomes more conspicuous in the forest,
It is empty, tidied up before nightfall,
And naked as a worn broom.
Along the country road, caked in mud.
Pierced by menacing frost,
A withier shrub quivers and whistles.

1943

-Aleksandr Tvardovsky (Translated by me)

One Response to “November”

  1. Does anyone know where I can find the picture: “forgotten”?

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