Dannais dde Daneann
Biography of Dannais dde Daneann
Dannais is writing in Russian, English and Serbian.
She is working every day, writing at least a line in her novels or starting a new poem.
Her genres are fantasy, romantic, adventure, ironic, Gothic fiction, symbolism, mystic, sometimes with science fiction, history, detective fiction. She also write children's literature and fairy tales.
Now she is starting to write psychological novels.
She also write lyrics for songs. Dannais is an author of lyrics for such songs as: For Elise, ? ????? ??????????? ???? (I love country's nights) , ???????? ????? ?????? (The blizzard of white bird cherry) , first russian text for traditional Serbian song Tamo daleko (There so far) and other.
Her other pen names are: Axinia D. Davydova, Xena von Davydoff.
Dannais is recognized in Marquis Who's Who (as Axinia D. Davydova (her other pen name)) since 2012.
Dannais was member of International Guild of Writers - Internationale Schriftstellergilde - ????????????? ??????? ?????????
She is Founder and president of International Federation of Creative People.
Dannais dde Daneann's Works:
'Sozvuchiye Muz-2012' ('The Consonance of Muses-2012' - Russian-germany literary almanac, publisher 'Stella Verlag')
'Sozvuchiye Muz-2013' (The Consonance of Muses-2013 - Russian-germany literary almanac, publisher 'Stella Verlag')
'Novy Renessans' 2012-2013 ('New Renaissance' - Russian-germany literary journal, publisher 'Stella Verlag')
Dannais dde Daneann Poems
All Scheduled Trains To Leave The Statio...
On the ground, Topsy-turvy fallen leaves, sweeping wind. In the crowd, Our eyes met, accidentally seemed...
So fun! There passing by a stranger, He looks like shadow ranger. So fun!
Rue And Love
Around all start shining full of bright ray And all water streams is beginning to sing. And all life becomes living with laws of spring Now the love, you can’t leave,
Where Will Be My Departure Place? Amongst the fields? Amongst the bays? For what the Dome of Fate still stays, Close to these dark and worthless days?
Parting With Old Abbey
Good bye, my Abbey dear and good, Good bye, Thou ancient dome! There where the knights of Brotherhood Kept their kind-hearted home.
В унисон со старою балладой
Для чего же построил Ты храм, Сын крылатых и ветреных дней? Ты ль поверил несбыточным снам, Возжелавши покоя сильней?
The Carriage Third, The Place Is Second…
Already winked at you at station The green-eyed hasty traffic light And ready start the conversation The wagon wheels in dead of night.
A Returned Love
When I met you, all former feelings In my dead heart became alive. My soul has gained undreamed-of healings It wants the golden time revive.
Ballade Of Time
All’ be gone, be gone forever, Nothing will be back returned,
Old-Fashioned Lovers' Tune
Lanterns dropping yellow tears, Rain is sprinkling from above. And I whisper, whisper: “Please, Could You verse Your tender love! ..”
Through Midnight Dumb
Through midnight dumb, and branches dense. Myriad of stars I see and sense. I hear my heart's the dreamless voice. Should make I now the painful choice.
In Unison With Auld Ballade
Why dost Thou build the Dome in gleam, The Son of winged and windy Days? Dost Thou believe in false, in dream, And wast in want Thou quiet place?
A Returned Love
When I met you, all former feelings
In my dead heart became alive.
My soul has gained undreamed-of healings
It wants the golden time revive.
Like in the autumn late sometimes
It can be day, it can be flash,
Which us returns in spring day primes
When all was like the river splash.