Author Archives: Vladimir Nabokov

THE POETS

From room to hallway the candles passing glare is extinguished. She floats on imprinted dances, but in her fullest shape she is no longer there in the starless night of our blue-black branches. It’s time, we must leave – as … Continue reading

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