Archive for the ‘Тоска’ Category

Bikiniarze_ Devushki

Remembering and cherishing,

living in the golden memories,

the times,

that never really were.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Most days, I try,

I do what I can to get by,

to survive.

There’s an emptiness.

You’re probably the same:

Not where we thought we would be

when we were seventeen.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

osenniy_park_i_relsy

Soft seat, or hard?

We’re equal, more or less.

… Forward,

forward,

Vyborg!

… Minds on fire.

The train will reach it’s destination

regardless of heart’s desire.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

….

 

1879, Prang, Boston

For as long as there is a calendar,

which informs and dictates our thoughts and actions,

there can be no freedom.

Watching our dreams fly away…

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Tiziano_ Amor Sacro y Amor Profano (1514)

Renaissance Man sees things another way,

he has *perspective*.

He is not moved by your dancing,

writhing,

bestiality,

nor by your gimmicks and VR Glasses.

Athens, Rome, Moscow burn?

He plays cello,

calmly reflecting.

A peace inspired by Plato.

Renaissance Man looks boldly

into the future,

he sees shit,

he flushes toilet.

Nuclear wind blows,

Summer and Winter,

my hero,

never old grows.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Simone Weil

Her memory spoke to me in a dream,

chastising, emphasizing,

be a thinker *and* doer.

She spoke to me,

reminded me,

her life and actions louder than words.

Simone Weil,

do

and die.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Женя Биглова

In these days of constant flashing lights,

gimmicks & perversions,

I have a yearning to return to Chess

and innocent card games.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Aus 1

And me,

with only one Ruble

and one Dollar

to my name.

Indeed, the Dollar is Australian,

whatever that means.

Nonetheless,

I have peace.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Mars Night Sky

 

Like an insect,

or rodent,

I’m happy to see you are gone.

So, I can forget, move on.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

If.

A very short

and painful word,

laden with possibility

and loss,

perfidy.

If…

 

©SvetkaSamizdat