Tovli Simiryan Poems

The river deepens.
Winter solace detaches;
blushing with sunrise.
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From a deep storm
my view shrinks
against hunger
like cold corners
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Across the prairie;
burning suns fuse horizon;
earth befriends heaven.
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Sometimes I think a dark blue sky
with numbered stars
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The snow is melting;
thunder above heaven growls,
splintering glaciers.
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Р а с с в е т п р и н и м а е т Д у ш у

К о г д а р а с с в е т п р и н я л д у ш у
у х о л о д н о й , н е в и н н о й л у н ы
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To understand
this connection with wandering,
walk near the breath of ocean,
or contemplate love
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Sleep a raw deep
dream
that knows restfulness and let go
beneath our sorrowful tones;
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Sounds of women
talking, pretending to speak
near hallways or kitchens—
they plant, harvest
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Furrows of iron paths
disappearing into horizons,
meander impulsively
the way matches suddenly
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