Poetry

“Pre-war summer of booksellers…”

* * * Pre-war summer of booksellers. Time has passed, and a happy life has passed between fingers. The war…

6 days ago

THE GOTHIC FLAVOUR OF MADNESS

The long, lonely streets of time - manic and tragic  with chimes  with chimes beating in hearts, that lead  to…

2 weeks ago

“Prediction as prayer …”

* * * Prediction as prayer - white magic rebellion over the madness of black magic at the point of…

2 weeks ago

“Fraternisation…”

* * * Fraternisation of the Third Rome with the second Babylon-- Sodom and Gomorrah. It's about time. It has…

3 weeks ago

One winter less

* * * One winter less One war more. A memorial is waiting for spring. And the birds will sing…

1 month ago

Hellas

Hellas of island days lost addresses and oceans of dreams deep as the faint of crucified in a hurry lilacs.…

2 months ago

How can you sing these words

*** How can you singthese wordsat the height of glory,don’t you seethat all our vowelsare shot throughwithin them?What remains?Only the…

2 months ago

“Alarmous sorrow of fogs…”

*** Alarmous sorrow of fogs hides from hellish, stranger’s eyes the museum of our waxen faces. What a pity that…

2 months ago

WAR CONTINUES

The war goes on.The war goes on.War runs.War flies.Today I rememberwith what passionin my childhoodwe used to shoot at the…

5 months ago

“Love is bitter by separation, by almonds…”

* * * Love is bitter by separation, by almonds, a ruined era, November, the splinter that sticks out in…

5 months ago

“How to realize…”

*** How to realizewhen we are standingbetween the worldsunder the watchfullook of the CreatorAnd someone of usthe same as we…

7 months ago

“Creator…”

* * *Creator,take me throughthe warto the shore of childhood,where so beautiful and naiveLife began,where the toy daysnot knowing tirednessin…

10 months ago

“At zero of the war…”

* * *At zero of the warin the very heartof pain,right here,now,in solarcaptivitywe don’t havelife without youany more.In the corridors…

10 months ago

“Cyrillic script of sands in the sand clock…”

* * *Cyrillic script of sandsin the sand clockis similarto the barkhans ,dunes,ridgesand evento the tornstringsof violin,to the pain of…

11 months ago

“I dreamed of your eyes – islands…”

*** I dreamed of your eyes - islands of loneliness in the ocean of human suffering and shot at point-blank…

11 months ago

“While night declaims…”

While  night declaims, essential peacefully melts, dissolves, disappears in the cloudless air of life-giving oblivion. On the top of the…

11 months ago