Renee Vivien an artistic devotional cycle

I


I rise up
From the foam of oblivion,
From the shadows of the unknown,
From the depth of uncertainty.

These states of mind
Become unravelling slowly,
Similar to the uniqueness of the coral woods.

Underwater
Is where I hide my dignity
In case all the other things fail,
However
It is the air
That keeps me and my beloved souls
Together.

Oh magic!
Oh new incantations in the woods!
Feelings arrive
And we get entangled into them

Oh sadness of the past!
Your active component
Is a pheromone
Of a scrupulous mind.

II

What if we cease doing what we're doing?
I do not admire your physical form,
However, the grace of this epithalamy
Can be compared
To the lightness of the clouds.


III

Oh dubious times!

The epoch of sacred prayers falling apart,

How can they be fixed once again?

I expect you to build bridges,

With the magnanimity of yours

This would be sensible.

IV

The vastness of the sky,
The high hills of foreign lands,
And the composure between us -

A tight rope of the exotic gods
That keeps our souls together.

A glimpse into the past,

A reference to the irreferable -

This is how we rejoice


In one another's depth, faith and kindness.

© A poem was written in 2018 and received some positive critical acclaim in Kyiv's downtown nightclubs. Special 'literary gatherings' used to be held on a regular basis, and some of them were devoted to multilinguism in literature and comparative arts.

The author thanks the 'Kupidon' art club staff, guests and founders for helping young postgraduate students and IT project managers to keep their minds on the topic of cultural diversity.

You can read more about Renee Vivien's legacy, artistic methods and values in several international online book shops.