By Michael Matusovsky
translated from russian
In any show of one any happy thought,
And later insolence of lines, that may have complex matter,
All just began with feeling that was brought
By true surprise, then written on blank paper.
Strong will to undestand the qualities of things,
To organize them properly to the according place -
All that began from inner anxiety,
Thus to be written on blank paper.
The paths of winter and the newborn summer,
The earthly beauty or the other undertaken,
And 'War and Piece' or 'Romeo and Juliet' -
All written firstly on blank paper.
At a stand, a piano, or on an arena,
At a clay, a stage, a canvas, and etcetera,
All that the art and all the world creation
Were written firstly on blank paper.
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