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MY ANXIETY BEING SO STRONG My anxiety being so strong, that I'm unable to work, I am rhyming instead. And, as from now, the work is not aimless: For, perhaps, I'll remember that doubts have assailed me before, If I should grow exhausted again and afraid of the void… But my alarm has arisen through involvement in human affairs: I am losing my passion for Science though that's my main topic… I am writing some verse, but it's bad, as you see; And there's nothing I love. I keep smoking, and that's merely waste! ...And yet only a short time ago I felt strongly the urge, And I thought: I shall master all knowledge, finding books and strength… But I'm weary, and nothing affords any sense of relief: Apathetically, like a convict, I still try to work… The blue stars are my only love...And if freedom were mine, I would fly to the stars...But can Nature assist me at all To discover in abstract science the pulsation of Nature? Yesenin-Volpin , A Leaf of Spring April 8, 1946 |