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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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Moonless night with zvezdoju the shining...

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Moonless night with zvezdoju the shining
Has covered my world with a cap.
Together we wandered along the street the sleeping
And I have lost rest.

We together looked at the sky, were silent
Also thought everyone – the.
But we were drawn by a breeze jingling,
We even shivered together!

The lantern dispersed darkness, hopelessly
Snatched out the sky a piece.
Your shoulder burnt down to me a shoulder, and is godless
You were from me so is far! 

But I know – you will return again, will not forget,
As we here wandered together.
You in heart for me will get fire.
We will burn down. And together we will fall asleep.

1991

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11.04.2007 22:59 To all. As, in zahleb, read only Ahmatovu in 17 years
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18.11.2007 00:20 very worthy verses. Not the empty.
Good luck to you.
Yours faithfully.
MARGO


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