Lyudmila Purgina Poems

Do you remember? The sunset purple
Caressed the leaves, which shivered slightly,
And fell its light beam on the crosses,
Dark crosses and the slope dark.
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You open your eyes at morning - and again:
The chirping birds outdoors do play,
Do jump from bough to bough, fly
High into heaven... And the day
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I waited long - you came so late,
But while waiting spirit raised.
The dusk has lowered, with tears lack,
Both ear and my look I've strained.
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We were meeting with you at a sunset,
You were cleaving with paddle a stream.
I've loved you in pure white dress that,
While did lose the subtlety of dream.
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There halls turned to darkness and pallor,
And a window lattice - to black.
The vassals whispered silently at doors:
'Our Queen, Queen got the illness day back'.
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He once appeared on dances,
In brilliant closed society.
There ominously blinked the fires,
His look drawed the arches around.
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I've gone to night - to learn, to know
The far-side rustle, near grumble,
And to accept the Non-existing souls.
And to believe into imaginary clatter.
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I was merging to ocean of clover,
I was rounded with fairy bees.
But the wind, blowing out from north, though
Has disclosed the heart childish.
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I rove within the monastery walls -
A novice, who's mind is so sad and cold.
The pale dawn's enlightening all over, -
I follow the flakes of snowfall.
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I dreamed of the joyous thought one night.
I dreamed, that I was not alone...
At dawn was awakened by a noise light
And crash of the moving ice floes.
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