Dostoevsky Poems - Poems about Dostoevsky

...In the narrow corridors of lost time, where light seeks its shadows in dusty corners, words sit like butterflies with heavy wings, suffering under the weight of unspoken silences. In the silent c......

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...Downtown broad squares highway out of these places every nook and cranny alleyway, shabby signboard, makes a terrifying sound when the wind blows, we open a very narrow door and meet an old ......

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... This should be read as though sung as a Country Western song I searched the junk food aisle And the basin of a bowl (looked real, real hard there) I learned that the whiskey bottl......

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...I used to be ashamed to say that I once wrote for a rather large company, the kind the likes to print up greeting cards, and for some reason, make Christmas movies. Now this caused much conster......

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...I Which is more – words told by the people who have gone to the underworld or the number of stars in the sky? Before the World War III, till the earth would be destroyed completely, will the ......

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...In the winds, old histories tossed, To speak of it, freedom that’s lost, From the hill tops Dostoevsky screams aloud, Lost their God indeed, the proud. Much can’t say but, tis I tell, Where ......

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... “I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.” The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Act......

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...That's it I'm moving to Russia to write with the kings Dostoevsky and Tolstoy to sit in the cafes and watch the pretty blond Russik girls Cook hot in winter and get kicked out for talking too......

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...A time of revolution... of a poet was at hand. Of turbulence and triumph, independent in a land. On Golovinsky Prospect to the main street of Tiflis. Exploits of Djugashvili... Tilipuchui Ta......

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...Alone in Christ, my pen Bleeds.......

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...When we're, at last, Called in the night; Called to recollect; Called to account; Rejoice. Be prepared. Ready as ever. Nothing else matters-- Not the dishes, The books, The videos, The tim......

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