I wanna be Venitian gondolier. Poetry and fine art

I wanna be Venitian gondolier – poetry and fine art
Александр Глухов

Сборник стихотворений лирического и философского содержания на английском языке. Каждый стих состоит из шести строчек, иногда такие стихотворения называют секстиной. В качестве иллюстраций использованы графические и живописные работы самого автора.

I wanna be Venitian gondolier – poetry and fine art

Александр Глухов

© Александр Глухов, 2022

ISBN 978-5-0056-2327-0

Создано в интеллектуальной издательской системе Ridero

Alexander Glukhov. Jubilee self-portrait with a beard. 2019. Paper, ink, ink. 30x21.

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I wanna be Venitian gondolier
And feel the breeze of morning star
With a bewildered gaze alone
We won’t contemplate the past
Who elevates my soul day by day
I live with common people so lone

…

By heavens, think of thee through night
Such savage fury of a beast in hearts
And dream becomes my friend at last
And once upon a time we find a truth
We’ll get more joy amongst the trees
And much much pleasure due one kiss

…

Don’t bother me again tonight
Walk on tiptoe to my bed
Under the tree with you in dream
I’m still waiting for you lonely
But I suppose you’ll be late
You are a neighbour – I see ye

…

Her humble dismal habitation
Nouvelle vague inside the mind
You are an idol and perfection
I cannot live with this affection
Ignite the light inside your heart
We are condemned to live apart…

Aleksander Glukhov. Farewell image of Venice (Church of San Simeone Piccolo). 2020. Canvas on cardboard, acrylic. 30X40.

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Yeah, I am selecting you in dreams
One of the two is absent every day
Not-so-innocent in ordinary deeds
You won’t show up on my doorstep
We never ever met in private nook
But time is coming – we shall do

…

We wanna give up all control
But you have lost in dreams
I am afraid of it – I know
I won’t come back – know you
We have not found our way
Long chain of events – lone blue

…

In a half of whisper I shall tell
With all my heart and passion
You are remarkably look well
But without waiting a pleasure
If you dare speak with yourself
Attempt to play to love with me

…

For the love of Love, wait me again
There is so little beauty in the dark
There is a world waitinng for you
But many of my dreams are gone
For what affaires we still living

We must obey to meet again…

…

I music composed in your honor
Long live the love, long live the kiss
I crown you, my distant friend
My heart is empty – soul too
There’re many those who hates me
I was exiled for your love and kiss