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           Константина Гедаля

Кто-то смотрит на меня из угла.
Этот кто-то говорит мне «молчи».
Входит женщина стройна и смугла.
С этой женщиной не нужно ловчить.

 

Потолок в дому растрескан, как холст.
Дождь неделю лил. Её балахон
стал прозрачен. Через груди в нахлёст,
взглядом пристальным. За ней Иерехон.

 

Цепенея: не соврав, не сорвав,
вижу пройденный из древности путь.
Как в легенде о блуднице Раав
обещаю защитить как-нибудь.

 

От чего? От суеты новых дней. 
От себя и от желаний. Дождь стих.
Мир колодец. Мы родились на дне.
Тот же голос повторяет : «Прости их…»

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