"Voice Poetry". Premiere mini-cycle Olga Silaeva "Out of the August Window"
"Soon autumn, outside the August window,
bushes darken the rain ... "
Summer is slowing, the north wind is driving away heat, getting cooler. Messy thoughts and poetry.
Although there is still awaiting us for amber-honey today with a reckless, gentle and proud kosmeyami gladioli daisies, with the scent of bitter turmeric, high - up to the sky, and before September 1 - a golden ball, with a bright bright star in the sky velvet ...
But still it sounds like restraint: "Immediately fall"
Genesis
He must be happy.
In his country - hazel, maple.
And you - cheerful and love,
A country that is so beautiful.
And I live on a small island:
Cold, uncomfortable, gray, we mark
week with chalk,
Hold the future in my hand.
And, given the previous days,
I try to even wing,
Even though it has been crucified for a long time
Separation, change account.
And it's strange to know that there is a country,
Where maple has become yellow for centuries,
Where you are - cheerful and fall in love,
Where he is very happy.
Understanding
But how to go through darkness, and vision becomes,
and accept the past without pain ...
And Uninvented slavery walls
For constant love violence ...
to overcome the road, his house, fear,
wrinkles and other people's memory
and it's never too far-fetched doesn't hurt,
Living always with a smile on my lips ...
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