Poems Poem by viacheslav kupriyanov

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Poems fly up in the sky like airplanes
They easily go up into the clouds
They are not touched by lightening
They are not frightened by thunder
They are not afraid of the night
Birds and stars have something in common with them
They smash to smithereens
Descending onto a white sheet of paper

Translated from Russian by Dasha Nisula (USA)

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