Only in Russia poetry is respected--it gets people killed.
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The people need poetry that will be their own secretTo keep them awake forever,And bathe them in the bright-haired wave of its breathing.
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I do not know how it is elsewhere, but here, in this country, poetry is a healing, life-giving thing, and people have not lost the gift of being able ...
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Where to start?Everything cracks and shakes,The air trembles with similes,No one world's better than another;the earth moans with metaphors.
