Here you will find the Poem I would go home againto rooms... of poet Boris Pasternak
I would go home again?to rooms With sadness large at eventide, Go in, take off my overcoat, And in the light of streets outside Take cheer. I'll pass the thin partitions Right through; yes, like a beam I'll pass, As image blends into an image, As one mass splits another mass. Let all abiding mooted problems Deep rooted in our fortunes seem To some a sedentary habit; But still at home I brood and dream. Again the trees and houses breathe Their old refrain and fragrant air. Again to right and left old winter Sets up her household everywhere. Again by dinner time the dark Comes suddenly?to blind, to scare, To teach the narrow lanes and alleys She'll fool them if they don't take care. Again, though weak my heart, O Moscow, I listen, and in words compose The way you smoke, the way you rise, The way your great construction goes. And so I take you as my harness For the sake of raging days to be, That you may know our past by heart And like a poem remember me.