Viktoriia Olischuk - To search - English version -

Viktoria Olischuk
Kyiv

To search for alleviation in icy rivers and woods,
In dry stems, in wild flowers,
To find something in you still worth being loved,
With a greater force,
With a greater joy.
To look for a shelter and a word so essential
In warm steppes and warm memory dimensions,
In eyes blinking so rapidly,
In ‘kiss’ that you whisper randomly.
To look for a hint in every boot,
In every moan, in every scream
When we have become so up and close,
Rejoicing each spring and the blossom of linden.
When have we forsaken this world,
Its loud radars and beacons?
It seems so hard to love, we didn’t manage to, we forgot.
We haven’t noticed neither grass, nor a fragile embrace,
Life kept moving as a grey whirlpool,
And a heart, so weak and somewhat simplistic.
You say ‘take what you like, take it out if you want,
Tear it out,
Take my hands or their shadows if you want to,
I will keep going without it all, dear’.
I will lose myself unwillingly, I will lose myself in you and linden,
But my hands are forever with you,
Amen.