United by fatality ,
Like by a common cord,
Let's not give up to futility
But turn it into gold!
Let's break the rules as usual,
And make the stricter ones,
Just to avoid confusion,
Can keep the game of chance
And time of life is flowing,
Like sand in the sand-clock,
We 're so keen on knowing,
What is the Master's joke;
Indignant and repulsive,
Leftovers of the word,
We wish straightforward answers,
But they're no longer sold;
No guidelines and reflections,
Like masks we wear scorn,
Without predilections,
The show must go on.
Illustration: Vasily Tropinin “Embroideress in Gold” (1826)
photo by the author in the Tretyakov Gallery
United by Fatality
© Copyright: Ирина Стародубцева 3, 2020
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