Literature poetry analysis
write some analysis poem "city at dawn" poet Sergey Gorodetsky
Huge houses are silent
That this world is a prison.
And the signboards scream
That this world is a brothel
Where every dream is for sale
And who is not sold, that is ridiculous.
Iron factories silhouette
Shouting that there is no will.
What are these stone cubes
Choked the fury of the lights.
Dawn roosters sang.
The walls turned pink.
Without taking off the earth
Ships swung into the sea.
He fluttered and froze a light flurry.
The gray-haired newspaperman ran
Sticking into the sleepy brain of people
Empty news squares.
Shafts bent together,
The rush of the morning rush.
In the ravines of the streets, under the houses
A frightened darkness runs.
And like a raging people
Sunrise rises from the scarlet waves.
Millions of Flame Banners
He heaves into the swell of the night.
And like the stands before the crowd,
With the last battle speech,
With the mighty slogan: “Live!”
The sun comes out, all in blood.
1919, Baku
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