Springtime
I've been waiting for spring for a long, long time. These March and April are very cold. There are no blossoms near my house.
I am reading a lot of poems to feel spring.
Today I read a charming verse by James Henry Leigh Hunt. It is called May and the Poets.
«There is May in books forever»...
That's so true!
What is your favorite poem about springtime? I'd like to read it.
Wednesday 5th April 2017 9:30 am
To ex-boyfriend
Oh! If I had the power
To kill with a single glance
I might to close my eyes
When meeting you.
Tuesday 4th April 2017 11:16 am
English and Russian
The differences between English and Russian are significant for poets.
For example, if I speak in Russian about myself, I against my will focus on my status as a female. It is very uncomfortable. Reading my poems, an audience understands that I am a representative of the "weaker sex". English women-poets can not to emphasize their sex.
Tuesday 4th April 2017 10:57 am
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