Bots Challenge Young Poets: A Literary Showdown
By Alexander Voronin Member of the Union of Russian Writers
As tradition holds, the literary season closed on a high note with the Derzhavin Poetry Festival on Monday. Let us reflect on the journey.
Since last autumn, ahead of and following the BRICS summit in Kazan, we at Kazan
As tradition holds, the literary season closed on a high note with the Derzhavin Poetry Festival on Monday. Let us reflect on the journey.
Since last autumn, ahead of and following the BRICS summit in Kazan, we at Kazan Vedomosti hosted five online sessions with poets from China, India, Egypt, Iran, and Indonesia.
From November to April,
Walking Alone
You come from all directions
Always alone
You walk toward the opposite of your starting point
Not knowing when you’ll return
Walking alone, from childhood to old age
Then from success to failure
Coming from loneliness, and stepping into one’s own glory
Walking alone, humming
My Venice
I’d like to fill my hands
Of your lighter face,
Tie your splendid moons to my wrists
– Ah the beautiful, reflected moons
In the silent becoming -.
I would like to seal in the touch
– And in the lightning, in the tweak –
Waters, petals and birds,
Bending them into spikes
In
My eyes can also see
The green hills
Such a scene lights up
My homesick heart.
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