DROVES, by SERGEY ALEXANDROVICH YESENINPoem Explanation
First Line: Upon green hills in droves the horses graze Alternate Author Name(s): Yesenin, Sergei
Upon green hills wild droves of horses blow The golden bloom off of the days that go.
From the high hillocks to the blue-ing bay Falls the sheer pitch of heavy manes that sway.
They toss their heads above the still lagoon Caught with a silver bridle by the moon.
Snorting in fear of their own shadow, they, To screen it with their manes, await the day.
