Liza Sud Poems

In Minnesota there are many wolves.
Please don’t kill them! They cleanse your woods!
The Force of Nature may be upset
And may revenge you the other way.
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What do you do with me  by your music?
You make dizzy by it my head.
There is always movement by duty –
To your powerful – my- hand.
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Today I was playing Mozart,
many from his sonatas.
Bells, harpsichords, strings - awesome
sounding of my Yamaha!
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In St. Petersburg throughout there are Lions, horses,
uncomfortable in this menagerie of souls.
I'll walk down Nevsky
and come to the square,
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Only with Christ
I may love life,
Cause the Existent
Loves Himself.
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Because life after death -
Here - Is not life at all.
It is the second life and so on,
May be – the third.
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Artist George Zhuravlev -
Had no legs, no arms.
He drew with brush in his teeth!
He is - Samara's pride!
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And again birth and death,
Don’t look back.
It is very dark there,
There is hell pitch dark.
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Their main obsessions
Is limit of their dream.
They base their judgment  on vision,
Their maximum of a bliss-
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