Constantine the cedars wings of the shower
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In the guests in “[Kreshchatika]” “the children of the Ra”
On “the children of the Ra”
The international journal “children of the Ra” arose in Saratov in 2004. It publish Ella [Burdavitsyna] ([Elana]), Andrey [Rufanov] (Andrey [Sokulskiy]) and your obedient servant. Periodical is dedicated to contemporary literary and artistic process. First of all we introduce artists (in the broad sense), who live out of the capitals of Russia, and also beyond the limits of the country.
Are published the numbers, dedicated to Saratov, to Vladivostok, to Saint Petersburg, to Izhevsk, to Novosibirsk, to Samara, to Kaluga, to Tambov, to New York, Germany, Finland. Since 2005 periodical became monthly.
In the composition of editorial board Sergey [Biryukov], Aleksey [Daen], Constantine [Kedrov], [Arsen] Of [mirzaev], Yuri [Orlitskiy], Yuri [Milorav], Andrey [Tavrov] and many other writers. In the editorial staff work the poet Aleksey [Denisov], literary critic Nikita [Sirotkin], prosaist Valentina [Burula].
Using the amiable invitation of editor in chief to prepare selection for the journal “[Kreshchatik]”, I decided to present the verses of the authors, who make our publication. In my opinion this is correct.
Eugene Stepanov (Moscow)
Constantine THE CEDARS
/Moscow/
Wings of the shower
I want to remain in your [zabvene]
no, not by soul, but by the body
because your body - my soul
In the middle of the heart
another heart is concealed
in the middle of the heart
rain passes the snow
starry rain is brought down from the sky
to that,
who searches for itself in other
As rain and the snow
they anticipate each other
as snow-storm it embraces the shower
so we with you in the united whirlpool
angel with two wings
one wing is the shower
another wing is the snow-storm
Do not leave me
angel is [vysokokrylyy]
but open to me
these gate- wings
so that I would fly on the wings of the high gates
so that they would be revealed
as the wings are added
Radius of the god
A radius of god this is the length of the hand
all which is further the hand
no one it is necessary
A radius of life this is the length of the line
or the scales of the sword
inserted in the scabbards
As the horizon
outlined [d]'[Artanyanom]
the body of milady is this the volume of the embraces
So ocean [obemlemyy] by the hurricane
it resembles to us
that all people are the brothers
Enamored text
The pain conversely stretches
do not throw beads before the angels
so that they would not whisk away by its [krylami]
the track of moon remains in the heart
the sun does not leave the colors
stones fly according to the law the universal gravitation
about which do not surmise the birds
the trajectory of bird flight by physics is not explainable
in order to overtake itself necessary to stop
the sun is reflected not in the water and in the tears
face it is divided off in the mirrors remaining the whole
further light flies kiss kissing the god
God touches us by the rays
light becomes the heat
heat- becomes the light
only by thought it is possible to caress the god
tomorrow us it will be nowhere
and then after perceiving the void
they will instantly note us
when absence noticeably it is immortal
only died-out sun can be seen
only past can be recalled
only future can be sensed
only present is unnoticeable
music plays the silence
silence plays the silence
God keeps silent but it hears
incomprehensible words are more attractive than the intelligible
word this of the bird of the speech
speech is the bird flock
in spring they arrive flying
in autumn they fly away
their speech is mysterious but it is indistinct
if someone did not understand me
I means it said everything
all words are not said
all words are not said
speech is tongue-tied if it the straight line
the main thing of what he did not understand [Vitgenshteyn] - word of [ranimy]
entire sadder the end
entire [ranimee] the suffixes
even the self-confident prefixes
with difficulty they retain the sense of the root
but also they any minute now will precipitate into the silence of the phonemes
the muffled by screech sounds.
sense hides in the words
as phonemes in the sounds
you will say this philology
no this simply grief about the words
words are born in the throat
they [zachinayutsya] and they are nurtured in the heart
if phonemes are supply with sounied
and sounds are comprehended
the poetry means this
if words in the text love each other
it means this the verses
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