Стихокатарсис

Анастасия Панова

Стихи исцеляют душу как автора, так и читателя… Между тем, они лишены какого-либо вымысла, все описанные события автобиографичны…

Оглавление

A little bird told me

A little bird told me once upon a time,

I listened to her with all ears,

I thought her speeсh’s worthy and it’d be a crime

Not to remember it for years.

She told whether it comes rain or shine

Don’t be little frog of society,

To face the music’s your mission and mine,

Stem the tide, surprise reality.

Don’t you ever scratch the surface

And you will hit upon the meanings,

You’ll discover unforgettable space,

And it will touch and thrill your feelings.

Escape unuseful, rigid red tapes,

They make slow, destroy your progress,

Always give everything your own shapes,

Surprise humanity and impress.

Try to live in a constant flow,

Don’t be indifferent, rigid, dead,

Don’t make anything for a show,

Remember the words which the bird said.

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