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Окна, зеркала и витражи

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… К картине Оли Силаевой

Никто никого не встречал на пути.

Никто никого не просил отпустить.

Никто не был брошен и не предавал,

но кто-то пытался вместить мир в овал.


Поднявши вуаль не скрывают морщин.

Не надо. Тот знает, кто переборщил.

Вдоль берега моря гуляют ветра.

Все ждут одного. От утра до утра.


У моря не стоит вести счёт утрат.

Да здравствует время не нужных тирад.

Да схлынет шагание взад и вперёд

Да встанет и выберет некто Ост-Норд.


Останется соль в уголках тонких губ.

В плену отражений никто не был груб.

Банальна оттенков игра на воде,

что вечно скрывает наречье «нигде».


Две лодки бок в бок дремлют на берегу.

Тем лодкам не слышно с воды: «Я бегу».

На кончиках мачт лёгкой дымки вуаль.

Под нею овал побережья… «Давай!»

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