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Lake Baikal, Starry Night Sky

If I had,

but I didn’t,

so don’t (remind me, or pull me down, under, to drown) …

It’s gone.

I tried.

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Rouget de Lisle

I’m sorry, I didn’t realize,

liberty, egality and fraternity

were reserved for “citizens”.

Alas, bourgeois nationalism,

and warmongering paternalism,

is not in my blood.

Who, I ask, is impure?

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

migren

As iron and steel

facing oxygen and water,

rust and corrode;

so to our minds, it seems,

in contact with certain people,

sadly go.

 

(To be continued…)

       

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Konstantin Yuon, Komsomol Girls (1926)

My good intentions,

distracted by digression,

stretched elastic breaks.

Elastic, Broken

(To be continued…)

       

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JF Bazille, Étude de nu

Misspoken, or misunderstood.

Your language, or mine,

all words matter, depending on how they’re taken.

Standing with phrasebook, desperately searching for something adequate to convey emotion and feeling.

Tired, so tired.

Time to lie down.

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Vishnya

How quickly things change,

when we don’t want them to.

Sadly, the opposite is also true.

This life is a cherry bowl of clichés and pathos,

instability mixed with insecurity,

recipe to erode your will and psyche.

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Hamster Wheel 1

We try and we strive,

to push past futility:

always more demands.

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Natalya Guseva

My visitor from the future,

alas,

has become a ghost from the past.

Men, women, systems,

self-interest, manipulations and power plays,

what chance does our idealism ever stand?

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

1.19 (2020) a

Life, I’m told,

gets progressively worse.

The longer we live, it seems,

the more pain we experience.

Perhaps, hopefully,

there are moments of peace and happiness mixed in,

but is the dispersal of such equal among everyone?

Alas, obviously not.

… Evolution of the species.

Wishing better for Epiphany.

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Mirny

Every day: progress,

yes!

The hole gets bigger, deeper.

Problems, imposed and happenstance,

pile up, front, center, side,

more and more to do

each new tomorrow,

hope and decimation.

Progress,

yes,

reasons to keep breathing.

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat