Sergei Grokhovsky
Sail
south sail
disappears behind the wave, as if to retire,
And starve him not zlyakae,
not stop tight distance.
in the dark shining betrayal
lure lies in the whirlpool,
At dawn dies
fixture and light beam onto the gravel.
Suddenly mentioned dreams
in lace gentle melancholy
slowly disappear as clothing,
In weightlessness frail mist.
Disappears vshvalevany sail:
C kunegayu intently watch,
As fragrance designed air
And in the depths of the candles I think.
If you wish, I propose today to take part in the national dictation. It will start at the 18 th and will be held in the Literary Museum Maxima Bogdanovich in Minsk. Texts for dictation prepared on the basis of works Bogdanovich.
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