Помятый свиток. Снова рисовать?
Всё тот же образ в исступленьи?
И столь неистово мечтать
О миге счастья в преступленьи?
И снова... рисовать упрямо
За штрихом штрих... Мазок! другой!
И двигаться упорно прямо
За исчезающей звездой.
Помятый свиток, прошлого посланник,
Тебя манит таинственным огнём.
Скажи, мечтательный мой странник,
Что ж столь заманчивого в нём?
About Me
- Maria Boicova-Wynants
- I harness the power of words. I feel their essence and use their capacity. Aside from my IP mediation practice I run two projects: - personal buddy: wise friend for rent — your attentive and insightful critic, adviser and strategist; - Wynants Writing — top-notch writing and clever translation services. We capture your business and personal stories. Passionate about art, wine and coffee. Value integrity, personality and honesty. Should you feel my experience might be useful, please don’t hesitate to drop me a line here or directly to my e-mail maria.boicova@gmail.com. I love bringing value and creating a wow-effect.
1 comment:
A wrinkly manuscript. To draw again?
All the same image in a fever?
And so passionately dream
About a moment of happiness in crime?
And again ... to draw obstinately
A stroke by stroke ... Again! Again!
And stubbornly to move straight
Following a vanishing star.
A wrinkly manuscript, the messenger of past,
Lures you with its mysterious fire.
Tell me, my dreamy wanderer
What is so alluring in it?
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