(по результатам семинаров)
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The talk is growing like a house grows:
a masonry of meanings held together
with voice, a mortal mortar that'll close
the edges of the upper and the nether.
The talk's a clot of verbs to stand upon
on just one foot.
We leave its fragile island,
step outside, and then - the meaning's gone.
A twilight garden stands around, silent.
The talk is growing like a house grows:
a masonry of meanings held together
with voice, a mortal mortar that'll close
the edges of the upper and the nether.
The talk's a clot of verbs to stand upon
on just one foot.
We leave its fragile island,
step outside, and then - the meaning's gone.
A twilight garden stands around, silent.