Spring is Here


 Pursued by the glow of the sun
 snows came from the encompassing mountains
 as sloppy streams
 on the overflowed knolls.
 With the splendid grin
 nature meets the beginning of year.
 Blue sky of spring is shimmering!
 Unadorned woods become noticeably green.
 Honey bee goes for tributes of field
 from the seclusion of wax.
 Wetness leaves the valley.
 Crowds are uproarious
 what's more, the songbird
 sang yet in the puzzled night.

 Alexandr Pushkin

 Translator and Photographer Igor Marinovsky