Category: me
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These days it is hard for me to believe that I live in the same county I came to almost 20 years ago. Things happening today bring me back to depressive thoughts. This time not only for myself, but for all of us, or many of us. It seems that I am watching one of…
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Today, when the world, the weather, and my soul are squeezed with pain and cold, I am reminded of my favorite Shakespeare sonnet. I would say it myself, but why? He wrote it so much better I could ever do. I would only add the word “blood” in every line of his, though: Tir’d with…
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Изнывая от жажды Я по снежной пустыне бреду “Но ведь снег – он вода”, любопытный тотчас удивится Что ты, путник ? Ведь снег – он холодный! Для меня такой тёплой и тонкой И не лучше-ль от жажды мне сдохнуть, чем на шаг отступить и напиться? P.S. Three years later I can safely laugh…
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Today is another day when I think that the decision I made a few months ago is the right one. Today, again, I am convinced it is. Why is it so hard to stick to it? Today. Of all days. On this cold one. With snow. Snow in my life again. Cold. Fever. Apathy. Like a…
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World: All the same – death, terror, blood, tears Same in my life – my heart bleeding My soul crying – for what? Not for the happiness, just for the hope of its running shade
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Tonight is the first night of Chanukah. First lights are lit in every house on my street The smiling faces you can see at every corner The songs of joy and laughing sounds grace the air My house has a light, but it is dark without you The souls of people lost forever Around most…
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I wrote it a while ago. It is still true. It will always be. I wish I could walk by the Walls of that City with you – hand in hand I wish we would hear the whisper of stones in its streets I wish you would take me to share the silence in…