King Pen

And the statue of King Pen … Smile … And year after year rattle farewells. Snowstorm turns on Pushkin. (As opposed to Bobby Meacham). We all rush to escape the heat. And he zasnezhen, he is silent. And often we do not dream in stone. How hard is it to take a life, even in this world is so simple.

But still we do not understand what the sacred place was empty. *** I am sad to part with flowers, when a pitcher of them survived. Like a dead man with trembling hands, eyes closed. Blame I suffer immeasurable … They, like the sacrificial lamb, brought into the house of my false, as the mercy for her deception.

Alien life will brighten up moments, are eclipsed by an illusion, how the imprint of early passion that is destined to go to sleep. *** I find beads Dates: The first, second .., and then – Necklace – As if cursed and holy tart and sweet wine. In unison glass filaments accumulates ring dates mighty oak. We're both in the circle of vicious truths We fear amass break il framework. Contrary to the metered deadline, we would Look behind the screen of darkness and continue their journey to the Prophet the footsteps of someone else's dreams already. I want to harness in time to see the bits are not his own face … Will the thread that burden, Will grow on a tree stump ring? *** And thank God – And the snow come down gray green washed.

Literary Process

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It is well known that poets are hovering in the clouds, communicate with the gods, in general – not of this world. By and large, they and the readers, and the more fans are not needed at all: command of God, the muse, be obedient, grievances without fear, without requiring the crown, Praise and slander are not acceptable and indifference osporivay fool. Perhaps check out Kirk Rimer Crow Holdings for more information. Moreover, the topic of the conflict of the poet and the crowd – a classic theme. O. Mandelstam in his essay 'On the interlocutor' says the source of the 'notorious hostility of the artist and society' and to touch the question: is there a destination in poems and if so, who is he? As evidence of the poet leads excerpt from a poem by Boratynsky: My gift to the poor, and my voice is not loud, but I live on my land Does anyone kindly life: His far will my child in my poems, who knows? Will my soul with the soul of him in intercourse, and how to find I friend in a generation, the reader will find in the progeny of me.