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author of poems Demirina. All the news demons Flocked to the spring snow, And the wind to the shock of branches, And frost to the parchment of eyelids... Steel cuts the remains of lips, Chapped by red calico; What will a man do, When he is not involved in everything, And the wings smoke in the sky, And the soot of an unearthly feather Flies along the hands and the clock, That stopped at the mark “yesterday“? A hollow ball will spin, Entangled in the threads of Souls, Today we will let off steam, Where the former listened to the carcass! автор стихов Демирина. Все демоны новостей Слетелись на вешний снег, И ветер в копну ветвей, И иней в пергамент век... Сталь режет остатки губ, Обветренных кумачом; Что сделает человек, Когда он везде ни при чем, А крылья дымят в небесах, И гарь неземного пера По стрелкам летит и часам,
