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Sorry if this has been asked five gajillion times, but it seems the posts asking yielded no complete responses. I have been tickled immensley curious by what this list could hold. Please if anyone knows, lmk!

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u/Local_Address_4577 — 5 days ago

The View From The Battleship Aurora

Great Petrograd, crumbling oaths which you rest on,
Leap into the sky like the cockerels comb,
The flames have mounted the skyline,
The revolution is nigh.

The glistening cries of war,
And immense red heat that clouds my eyes,
Slowly drifts along the Neva's water,
Plumes of war, the pillars of doom,
What we sought in war, guaranteed
Never again a semblance of peace.

On the 25th of the hallowed month,
With the tapestry of suffering unfurled for all to see,
When he who was shunned, the plucky persuader-in-chief,
Carried himself on the west wind, and saw the collapse of
life behind him, and saw the Czar flashing in the eyes of his enemy.
And he knew it was no good,
And he saw what we could not see.

Oh this mighty ship which we did man!
The sunken eyes, the quivered hand,
To prove ourselves in the eyes of all,
To prove those men wrong, who regarded us small.

And the mighty Ulyanov, who was once a boy,
Who fell under the spell of a devil who
slumbered through his creations, his steel gaze
shining in the eyes of those to come.
Comprised of fury, and a poisonous resolve,
To find a garden which does not belong to our world,
And give dreams weight, so they do not unfurl.

CONTEXT:

This poem was written as an exercise for my Russian History revision. Specifically the 1917 revolution. Just in case you aren't well versed in the topic and the references are unlcear.

MY COMMENTS:

Face the wind: https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1t877is/face_the_wind/

The corpse at the roadside:

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1t81oo3/the_corpse_at_the_roadside/

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u/Local_Address_4577 — 12 days ago