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Хотя бы море
Возвращение к В.
Путь2075
ПрефиксMyPoems
Вхожу в слова как входят в древний лес
Там страшно и мучительно прекрасно.
Пугает, радуя, меж стройных сосен блеск.
я встречи с болью, лоб не хмуря, праздную.
Короткие и мудрые… они… пронзают.
Для чего мы возвращаемся?
За блеском… будто спряталась гроза.
За красоту – так многое прощается.
Такая мощь в словах таких простых.
Люблю и помню. Нет. Не обещаю.
Не я «его», а «он» меня настиг,
запав в душе простейшими вещами.
Про жизнь и смерть, про чувств водоворот,
про нелюбовь, любовь, добро и время…
И я пытаюсь пересечь всё это в брод.
Хотя бы море (в том стихотвореньи).
Пусть я и заблудился в том лесу,
прибой я слышу между ударений,
и, если вырвусь, то с собою унесу
не боль, а ощущенье построения.
More about creation background and etc ...
3 июн. 2021 г.
2075
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