Boris Pasternak

The Wind (Four fragments on Blok)

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The most influential of nitwits,
The sycophant toadies are used
To rule who should live and be lauded
And who should be dead and abused.

Thus no one, maybe, could be certain,
Is Pushkin a poet or not,
Without their elaborate theses
Explaining to us what is what.

But Blok is, thank Heaven, another,
A different matter for once.
He did not descend from Sinai
And did not accept us as sons.

Eternal and not manufactured,
Renowned not according to plan,
Outside schools and systems, he has not
Been foisted upon us by man.

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