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                                                     … Артуру Офенгейму

Сцена – картина. Художник рисует подмостки.

Слышится скрип мягкой кисти и тихих шагов.

Под паутиной, грунтовкой, полоской извёстки

замысел… чистый, и отблеск и звёзд, и снегов.


Этого отблеска хватит, чтоб чётче увидеть

недостающее в новом твоём полотне.

Столики… Стулья ли, кресла и голос: «Meine Liebe…»

Мысли как чувства словами-мазками ложатся плотней.


Кто нарисует глаза, тишину, и дыханье?

Аплодисменты и стук,.. опустевший партер.

Все разошлись, растеклись. Краски стали стихами.

Даже стихам нужно спать. Плеск и вздох: «Liberté…»

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1822

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