i love the sumptuous gymnastics of the Russian language. I feel I want to jump on the bars, like Olga and Nadia. Twist and turn, leap and stretch my mind Around the paderzhey, the Okanchainey And not think about the fixed order of words But flip my body any which way in somersaults backflips and cartwheels, reverse backflips and figures of eight. the figure of eight, lying on its elbow, becomes infinity curling back on itself, threading through its own arms and legs A fluid octopus dancing to trance music Give me your language Let it invade and swallow me Until I can think, feel and love at the same time Without worrying about articles.
Posted on: Sun, 25 Aug 2013 00:08:51 +0000
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