Dark again.
Over trees —
a nightfall.
Beneath —
the starry skies.
Looking at
the silence
of things
we cannot hear.
Listening to
the silence
of things
we cannot see.
Photograph anna lenina
© cyril ioutsen, 2021
© anna lenina, photos, 2021
ISBN 978-5-0053-2048-3 (т. 1)
ISBN 978-5-0053-2049-0
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abandoned railway
still going
somewhere
abating storm
leftover rain
abandoned
on the grass
above
the summit
the sun
keeps
rising
above the sea
the seagulls
carry the rain
absorbed
in a daydream
a young frog
alone by
the leaf
across the fog
silence drifts
to the forest
adjusting
a pebble
on a beach
looks out
of place
after dark
returning
with a catch
of moonlight
after dusk
darkness
goes too
after the rain
too much sky
on the streets
after rainfall
flooded
by sunlight
after the snowfall
left on the ground
the clouds
all of the sky
in a tiny pond
still summer
alone
among
others
forest
trees
already gone
before I saw it
a perfect view
always
summer
far away
somewhere
ancient ruins
outlasting them
modern garbage
another spring
or perhaps
the last one
again
as if never
before and
yet again
autumn
at cliff edge
a butterfly
and me
it goes
farther
at dusk
colors fading
one by one…
wary to be seen?
at the edge
of the leaf
the snail
is lost
at the window
on the dry side
of the rainstorm
autumn
afterglow
of spring
autumn
at last
so soon
autumn
forest
bright
shades
of decay
autumn
the last
leaf falls
and then
another
autumn
seeing it
for what
it is
autumn forest
and beyond
all there is
autumn rain
sound of drops
still in the air
an autumn leaf
in my mailbox
some message
awaiting
the dusk
the snow
lingers
still winter
awash with
the sound
of waves
waterfront
Bach
by the pond
frogs wait
for the cue
back and forth
on a forest floor
restless shadows
balance
nightfall
moonrise
bare branches
few leaves
free to share
dark skies
with stars
Beethoven
in the storm
thunderclap
steps in
for timpani
between stars
and beyond
looks the same
beyond
the silence
beyond
still silence
a bird
a tree
sharing
solitude
birds in the sky
never lost
in thought
birdsong
leaving
no echo
bitter cold
a sentinel
for a pine
an old raven
bizarre
when up close
fire in
the fog
bonfire
in its midst
a shape of
something
both black
and white
the snow
in the dark
a breeze
a breath
a breadth
dreaming
of a beach
briefly
before sunrise
silence
bright sun
city shadows
almost dark
brightest of all
on a forest floor
a beer can
budding flower
without a thought
sweet fragrance
burning leaves
smell of autumn
on my clothes
bus stop
rainstorm
arrives first
a butterfly
a blossom
almost one
by the fire
under the stars
fiery sunrise
a canvas of time
brush strokes
sunrise bit by bit
change of season
never the same
and yet again
children’s
voices
playing on
the grass
tree shadows
city fog
no more
skyscrapers
city into sky
starry night
without end
city park
a lamp post
among trees
city park
my ringtone
a bird
answers
city stars
below more
than above
clear water
all the junk
I can see
cliff edge
beyond the sea
falling stars
cold autumn
the leaves
trembling
in the wind
the color of fire
in the dark
of night
embers in the storm
fireflies
colors into
shapes into
shadows is
darkness
cooling
in the heat
birdsong
coolness
in the air
nothing else
across the dark
meadow
countless
stars and
one lamp
dimming
them all
country road
a dog growls
when I stare
crescent moon
wondering about
the rest of it
crickets
fall silent
the night
remains
crossroads
everywhere
evening
one way
sunset
a crow
in the sky
trapped
in a poem
crusted snow
the crow
the tree
one shadow
dancing
to a tune
I cannot
hear still
the snow
dark again
over trees
a nightfall
dark night
deep inside
emptiness
dark skyline
dark clouds
sunset in-between
darkness
between
the stars
night sky
dawn
mist
takes
shape
dawn
one bird
is all
dawn
stars
into
mist
dawn and dusk
late spring
early fall
nearly the same
yet not quite
daybreak
amidst
the echoes
stillness
daylight and dew
luminous within
the spider’s web
deep breath
trying to inhale
the forest
deep down
for the day
dawn stars
deep winter
frozen still
the sounds
descending
shade by shade
winter sunset
a desert
above my head
starry skies
different
yet not
so much
twilight
and rain
disentangling
from the night
the raven
distance
specters
dim in
the rain
distant
smoke
its scent
much
closer
distant
voices
the night
quieter
downcast
from heavens
a broken kite
dragonfly
at its back
the field
dreaming of snow
arrested in flight
a lone raven
drowned
in rain
a brook
is now
a river
dusk
down
the road
dances
the leaf
each moon
same wind
from somewhere
each morning
the same city
the new sky
eclipsed
the sun
sunflower
embraced
by the wind
old willow
embracing
the wood
it burns
the fire
empty
street
not even
empty
enough
empty forest
full of light
wind echoes
as if distant
waterfall
empty sky
more empty
with stars
the end of it
like all things
autumn
endless meadow
skylark’s song
everywhere
enhancing
the bloom
sun beams
rain drops
butterflies
entangled
in the branches
crescent moon
exploring
the leaves
the wind
fading light
everything
fades too
fallen leaves
heavy with
summer
long gone
fallen leaves
the tree and I
are at peace
far away
headlights
close by
the stars
far from
its tree
scarlet leaf
fireflies
snowflakes
how come
they never
meet?
the first
on his last
journey
autumn leaf
flatlands
looking sharp
grass spears
flourishing
with frost
winter
window
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