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Òèõà – âóëêàíà – æèçíü –
Ìåðöàíèå â íî÷è,
Êîãäà òåìíî íàñòîëüêî, ÷òî
Ãëàçàì äàþò êëþ÷è –
Çåìëåòðÿñåíüÿ ñòèëü –
Èçûñêàííûé íàìåê –
Íåàïîëþ îí âíÿòåí ëèøü –
À Ñåâåð íå ïîéìåò –
Ïàëÿùèé ñèìâîë – ãóáû,
Íå ëãàâøèå âîâåê –
Øèïÿ – êîðàëëû äðîãíóò èõ
È ãîðîä áûë è – íåò –
12-15.05.2016
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A still — Volcano — Life —
That flickered in the night —
When it was dark enough to do
Without erasing sight —
A quiet — Earthquake Style —
Too subtle to suspect
By natures this side Naples —
The North cannot detect
The Solemn — Torrid — Symbol —
The lips that never lie —
Whose hissing Corals part — and shut —
And Cities — ooze away —