Varvara Jdanova
In snow
In snow
In snow
(a poem in prose)
The snow falls.
Forest trees,
With a piece of the sky over the tops,
As if shaded.
Flying snow,
Touching me on a tangent.
Dry grass -
Burs and tansy,
Plastered with snow,
Eyes become
Porcelain ornaments.
Snow enters the road,
And I turn to the house.
Варвара Жданова
10 лет назад
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