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Anastasia Volnaya

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Geisteswissenschaft
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

The presented poems are written by a Moscow poet and prose writer Anastasia Volnaya. All of them, in varying degrees, reflect the inner world of the poet, his relationship to the world, to beauty, love and faith. In some of them, there is a childlike spontaneity, categorical judgments, naivety, but a personal style is emerging, which will be polished and clearly manifested in the nearest distant, forming a real poet.

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Anastasia Volnaya

In the beginning there was a word

copyright©Anastasia Volnaya 2009

publishing in 2019

In the beginning there was a word

In the beginning there was life.

Word – an accidental whim,

Fireworks of multi-colored splashes,

Fallen to the sailing vessel – a stroke

"Running on waves".

And the boy winged – Lan

Plays a heart violin.

The treasured door is open

In solar theater of love.

In half-voices to call

Whole world.

Exhale the word of good

Also there will come life,

There will come dawn the time.

Say light life,

Give a support to a counter word.

There was what happens again

What it is possible to say.

In the beginning there was life

Dressed in a word.

1996

Poems - glass

Poems - glassThrough them you lookAnd you see,That without glassTo see is not given!Look at the world!In him, the Spirit of God!

2009

Time

Not having flesh and therefore feeling pain. With chasms instead of eyes and therefore all-seeing. Having immense cruelty and therefore gives lives. Touchingly merciful and therefore killing. Silent and therefore all-knowing. All-knowing and therefore silent. Great to incomprehensible. Incomprehensible to great. Dominating over a thought and subject only to a thought. Forever living and therefore knowing death. Knowing death and therefore forever living.

1991

Kingness

I will go,

As delirious,

On the thinnest ice.

I will find

That dream,

That star –

Kindness.

I will fall –

Well and let,

But the way is just.

I will get up,

I will smile,

I will pray –

And forward!

To that star –

To kindness.

2000

Virgin

The nature is nude.

In snow and purity and light.

Tо cure time-doctor – cold.

And everything is innocent. Everything is sacred.

Winter – rest.

Winter – the beginning.

"Amin!" to winter.

Also it seems that the first day,

World births,

Has been created white,

Has been created by winter.

1995

Rock

Crag on a lap repented

That rock, but not a cloud.

Stone – her fate.

Faith– her God.

The sky – her way.

Sanctity – her essence.

The sun bowed,

Only bowed to her,

On rising of day,

In the twilight of day,

Creating a nimbus,

Over top

Rebellious,

Penitential.

1997

Titmouse

Birdie - a titmouse, sit down to me on a palm,

Yellow fluffy paunch touch my skin.

On the street winter cold and all white - is white,

And you present to me, a birdie, small heat.

You will depart to height from a palm –

Mine carry away grief.

In your songs – a quick ring

Cheerful childhood distance,

Laughter happy little girls young,

Tears are lighter than dew.

As I don't want to be clever …

Carry away my maturity.

1992