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A volume of poems
Kakitsubata
Existential surrealism. Meaning sought in the absurd of the everyday.
Andrey Kakitsubata · 106 poems
Contents · by year
35 poems · page 1/2
- In the days, When fingers wove like vine, Where across the rooftops walked 81
- Dazzlingly white The snow drops peaks from the sky. Piercingly howls 82
- The shark is beautiful Dangerous, playful Those red teeth and that ginger mane 83
- If some people lived only rightly And others – not so much, 84
- Every day, beside myself, I aim a tornado At the house burned down by loving. 85
- Don't forget why you're here, What you daydream of every hour! Tear but don't tear through that thread, 86
- To live in taboo At an amble, But in an even delirium. 87
- The ball of reality is tangled, And there's no needle at hand, That knits the thread of what's actual 88
- You're curious, like, what am I up to? What difference does it actually make? Because only in your head am I a troublemaker. 89
- How deep into a person's consciousness To fill up the virtual world. To become the centre of the digital age, 90
- Thoughts about a future free of want, I laid morals down like straw. Traded off a growing dream, 91
- Wildly insane Unreasoning creature, In places 92
- The tenth prophecy in the distance, The spirituality of a business society? A fair distribution of wealth 93
- A beautiful face, A clear intonation, An anxious breathiness, 94
- Provocative speeches Pull at the tongue To pick the question up 95
- No sense in pushing on further, Not a platoon but a regiment of nerves. Squeeze the trigger, and at your feet 96
- Measured breathing, The load of a long distance. Gradual getting used to it 97
- You're the silver fox yourself And a braggart! I've seen plenty like you, 98
Contents · by year
35 poems · page 2/2
- I am independent Beautiful and Clever High-mountain and rare grass! 99
- Tell me about yourself. I've forgotten about people. Among the white shards 100
- Tucked inside the devil's coat, Under the ocean's moan Got me a sail down from the sky 101
- A crime against nature. Too grandiose, is it..? Anticipating the features of the breed 102
- A fighter's deadliest weapon — Not fists broken in brawls, And not kevlar, not armour. 103
- I laid out a garden Of living stones A coral façade 104
- An icy, ragged, lashing word Tore off the crown of leaves. Spoiled the weightless. 105
- We are the wrappers of our own mind, Garish cases. On brands 106
- You betrayed the ideal of the revolution, And it isn't that anyone got scared. It's calmer to live without lectures and scolding. 107
- Kakitsubata — What kind of beast are you? Lightning-quick, 108
- They're prepping us for the meeting With the planets' new resident. Made by a genius's hand, 109
- The dogs of Catalonia wag their tails at me. Let's do it without irony, 110
- How hard it is to meet kind eyes At rush hour, and in an overpacked carriage Hoping the crowd won't chew you up 111
- Grown up for a long time now, it seems, And you understand, that this option isn't yours, 112
- The sharp razor of reason with one dangerous stroke Recut the soul's achievements. 113
- The aftertaste of meetings, The residue of beautiful movements From the neck to the curve of the shoulders. 114
- To live, The instinct of self-preservation To jam without mercy 115
Contents · by year
18 poems
- I read in the cellars of Versailles to old rats 63
- Stop the taxi. I'm getting out. Or a bit wider 64
- In your stairwell the bulbs are always smashed. Apparently that's how someone 65
- On the clock - a quarter to three, I have just turned 66
- The skyscrapers swayed smoothly, Straining dejectedly 67
- And now the music has stayed with me with black branching notes, beaten in under the skin with explosive bars, 68
- We all look like museums of fears, we go on judging 69
- Can I ask you straight out, Not over vodka? I doubt I'll destroy you with this. 70
- He's like a thief in a desert land, steeped 71
- Yesterday you stopped Eating for breakfast Good thoughts 72
- And grabbing air so hard that gills come out, 73
- Rain falls inside the fridge. Puddles are scattered all over the flat. I decided you won't find me among them 74
- Neither white nor black, Nor pockets full of immortality: If only a shot of something fresh 75
- That autumn day after day showered the trees with flattery. 76
- And there I stand smoke-soaked, surplus 77
- You flip through days — behind them people, and somewhere far off, 78
- I was taught by Van Gogh's paintings, that God — 79
- Play parting with me. I see a secret meaning — to keep your smile 80
Contents · by year
20 poems
- Those very white snows night after night soundlessly 43
- A high-voltage song straight into your ears, tune in to the wave 44
- You dream of dissolving in the crowd, you get closer in the moment, you bleach the grey out of sleepy faces 45
- The cat went missing, a dog turned up. Life — a skew off the norm: you can roll off with no wheels 46
- So slowly and carefully your world presses 47
- This heart is a thousand years old, he isn't like other people. Yesterday you decided to shed light on him, 48
- And the phosphorus burning in bones, and the sharp dirk of thought will help, while I'm a guest at yours, 49
- You see, how they burn in the night and pour light out 50
- People are like islands: White sand will greet you, but in fact it's water all over the place: 51
- A rattlesnake's rattle Filled my hands with lead, Melancholy's favourite girlfriend, 52
- I walked on Primrose. It was Dusk. On the hill that here 53
- I'll brush the paranoia off, Without eating a single pill, I'll chase it down with time, 54
- For hundreds of years one and the same question Who we really are 55
- Smashing into constellations on the march, night is late for the visit. today it got a century older, 56
- They left in white And said goodbye to everyone in silence, 57
- In the head, right at the bottom, They quietly registered me. Then I'll live in a dream, 58
- How beautifully you stand here, and you even make me 59
- In the darkness that never once saw a morning The rays of a black sun Reminded me of gleam, the shimmer of mother-of-pearl, 60
- You turned into someone else's block. Darkness shorted the street lamp out, and it, throwing crackle around, 61
- Morning. Coffee. A hangover in the rain makes an umbrella useless. 62
Contents · by year
11 poems
- I stopped writing: as if, I hadn't existed 32
- Around you I can't eat, the bite won't go down my throat. It turns me inside out. 33
- I, blinking after 34
- You will be hated by the living, 35
- A crooked lane by the Louvre. Summer in Paris. 36
- It's hard to take a step. The sign – to the right; The red eye of the traffic light 37
- The Professor. That's what they called him – A White Suit, 38
- In white blossom the birches opened out. You thought, 39
- "We – are minds", - in our eyes galaxies flicker. 40
- Sometimes my throat hurts, but not so much, that it's a big deal. In places it's wildly boring, 41
- I'm like a dead god, — truly out of nowhere, on the right – wretched, 42
Contents · by year
15 poems
- In that sense it all looks simple: 17
- With scissors out of the fog I cut out 18
- The trees stood in a queue — 19
- I feel sick from them the way I do from 20
- Silence calls You 21
- Silence — is also a text. Keeping quiet 22
- There logic Smashes Against some kind of 23
- At night I wanted to drink water, but 24
- Caught myself on the thought, that I haven't eaten for three, 25
- There, where there was a Home 26
- I today am writing 27
- What a shameless one you are eating with an unwashed 28
- And what do you even need this truth for? Better to take 29
- You'll die for me, fixing your bangs. 30
- Extremes Sat on the couch. Scream. 31
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Andrey Kakitsubata
Writing since 2017, where truth dies young and the rain forgets to wash its face.
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