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Жизнь зарождается обрывками мультфильмов

и редактируется каплями дождя.

Мелькают в небе плавники дельфинов.

Фонарики глядят им вслед, как будто бдя.


Не то зовут, не то куда-то гонят.

Эх, если бы понять мне ультразвук.

Дельфины в небе? Ну а может, кони?

Куда несутся и кого везут?


Всё перемешенно неиствующим ливнем.

Обрывки красок в каплях на стекле.

Дельфины? Кони? Вспоминаю имя.

Такое нужное в кромешной дикой мгле.


Я знаю, что предтечей анимации,

предтечей мыслей, помыслов и слов

была размытая дождями чья-то грация.

Коль вспомню, чья, воскликну: «Повезло!»


Стою и жду не то чтоб озарения,

не вспышки молнии, не грома, не толчка.

Всего одной строки стихотворения

и скрип шагов волшебника-сверчка.

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15 февр. 2022 г.

2230

1993

Скрип во мглеМиша Мазель
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