Sky martlet-bird s wing-bearing trepidation
автор исходника на русском языке – [Олечка Ефимова]
Sky martlet-bird’s wing-bearing trepidation…
Of lilac rains astringent-like heartsore.
Oh, unpronounced “must-be” of duration,
That sunlike shines on shoulders heretofore.
Like shooting stars, there falls upon eyelashes…
A rainfall of July from stray light darts.
But, maybe, these are simply my dream flashes –
An airy creak of hidden ancient carts?
So elegant and thusly unforgiving…
A moment rushes to the given line.
The day will vanish, short and love-receiving,
As paints on canvas don’t leave any sign.
But it repeats its feature of regression,
This swirling in unending clouds up high,
And summer days' this colorful procession,
And Byzantine-like longing of the sky.
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