"Chuzhie stihi" is "Somebody Else's Poetry" in Russian. The choice is hectic; the poems are posted absolutely voluntarily, according to my taste and daily impressions. Many of them I know by heart, regularly murmuring them in the course of my daydreaming, but often I fish out of the Net peculiar verses that tune into my current mood.
среда, июля 06, 2005
A word is dead
When it is said, Some say. I say it just Begins to live That day.
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