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The poem always was for me the form of expression of feelings. In two-three stanzas finds room much – the overflowing emotions asking on will of thought, impetuous passion. Not having possibility to give vent to this all on a paper, for a long time would descend suma from an overabundance of feelings. And so – anything, it was possible to consult. Improbably it would be desirable, not spending, certainly, not deserved analogies to repeat thereupon Sergey Yesenin's words: «as to other autobiographical data, - they in my verses».

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Winter. Also brings down snow...

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Winter. Also brings down snow.
Iced over road.
Today – pleasure and success,
And tomorrow – mourning drogi.
Today – vanity and a life,
And tomorrow - dozing Eternity.
To what to be such careless,
To what such vulnerable to be?
To be ill, at phrases to take offence
And that to fly up, and that to decrease,
Without regrets, endlessly
To feed with soul and there are hearts.

29.10.05

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