The endless lament
Of tragic symbols and syllables -
Blessed by the spring's blossom,
They invent the traces of immense
Diachronic feelings so swell,
The tremolo of illogical deeds
Is a nurturing natural fountain
The society needs.
The nature sulks and fidgets again
When the noodles of the rain
Refrain.
* * *
What we contain
Are the elements,
A mental trap in which
Sadness is like a stitch,
A glimmering, itching
Summoning of the clarity of mind
Seamlessly redefined.
© Maryna Tchianova
A set of free verse poems devoted to a Canadian artist
© Sophie Wilkins and a natural feminism ideologist, a writer © Clarissa Pincola Estes
Beauty and synchronicity of Canadian art
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2022
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