Signals from the moon. Poet’s diary

Signals from the moon

Poet’s diary

Olga Makarova

© Olga Makarova, 2024

ISBN 978-5-0062-4704-8

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

I often imagine myself as a lone wanderer in the desert, roaming from oasis to oasis. There, I meet people, listen to their stories, possibly become part of them, replenish supplies, and set off again. While I walk alone, I think a lot. And I learn. When I reach my next destination, maybe I also have a story to tell.

“Love is an absolute thing…”

Love is an absolute thing.It doesn’t need reasons, proofs, satisfaction.The feeling of its presence is a necessaryand sufficient condition.

“I didn’t bring flowers to your house…”

I didn’t bring flowers to your house.I’ve been leaving them on the trails you walk.I was so happy spelling your name in petals.

“I would like to know what you think about…”

I would like to know what you think aboutWhen you fall asleepTo follow the threads of your thoughtsLike a star map.

“When you close your eyes, but keep seeing…”

When you close your eyes, but keep seeing,When you stop your body, but can’t stop your mind,Who hugs you?

“Instead of the singing of those…”

Instead of the singing of thoseWho love you,I wish you to hear the whisper of the oneYou love.

“The sun is so cruel…”

The sun is so cruel,Kissing my face after yours,Making me feelThe smell of your skin in its rays.

“If you go into a storm…”

If you go into a storm,Even with a lantern,Be ready to get lost.

“Don’t cut the flowers…”

Don’t cut the flowers.With their beauty,They thank the earth, the sun and the rain.Let them finish their speech.

“I lost all of You…”

I lost all of You,Never havingEven a small part,But I foundThe rest of the worldWithout ever searching.

“Don’t be sad!..”

Don’t be sad!Let this worldMake us fly off the handle,Still we can flyHolding hands.

“Someone says they love me…”

Someone says they love me,But my heart went deaf,Screaming about love for you.

“I miss you like the wave misses the rocks…”

I miss you like the wave misses the rocks.Each time rolling back,It only preparesTo crash on them with new vigour.

“I met you like a beautiful dawn…”

I met you like a beautiful dawnAnd I hit the road to unknown.No matter how long it will be,I know your sun will shine on meUntil sunset.

“I have to silence my heart…”

I have to silence my heartIn order to let my mind speak.For wherever my heart aspires,Only my mind can show it the way.

“A yellowed leaf…”

A yellowed leaf,Torn off in the morningBy a cold autumn wind,By the eveningWill no longer rememberWhich tree it fell from.

“I do not want to text you…”

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