Chekhov
They say you may have caught
Tuberculosis from the peasants
Who came to Melikhovo
To be seen by you. Hearing them
Coughing in the hall, you put down
Your pen and rose from your desk.
Coughing in the hall, you put down
Your pen and rose from your desk.
Short of breath, they had traveled
All night to arrive by dawn, drawn
By rumors of your kindness.
All night to arrive by dawn, drawn
By rumors of your kindness.
