“Constant transformation of this transit living…”
“For the future poets, to me unbeknownst, / God will leave a secret, a memory of me.” — Ivan Bunin, 1917, translated by Liliya Garipova.
Texts
The Secret Origin of Christmas
Love, as big as the universe, is rocking the man in her arms as an infant, saying to him: my dear, I'm here, I'm always with you, I have always loved you and I will love you always, I will be with you no matter what.
Rain
“And Fate will through your fingers leak, / just like this rain that ended in the morning.” — Vladimir Levi, translated by Liliya Garipova.
A Rendezvous with Eternity
Eternity and death are two different things. Eternity is worse than death. Maybe that’s why Eternity is so eager to deal with life – this way it can flee its own loneliness.