Sunday, August 13, 2017

David Elofer \ The Parisian ballerina










Opposite the island of Shite,
Where day and night roam people,
Dunserka, in a pack, fuette
On the diabase turns dark.

With some Marquis de ...
They were not friends with Terpsichore,
And the girl for the pas de deux
There is no, alas, a partner.

And I, a visiting Bon vivant,
Got up, idly curious:
I'm closer to the cannon,
And he is closer to Paris,

Vladimir Kush Invitation To Lunch



And here - a figure of a travesty.
It seemed like looking at it?
But, nevertheless, as you may say,
The ancestors of the ballet!

And I look ... Time after time
To me all be nice her rotation,
And a look of beautiful brown eyes
It aggravates the "seduction".




She does not care about us all,
Her soul is in the distance invisible.
Movement of dance - without embellishment,
But all are irresistible.

And the performance is inspired,
Already ready to confess,
That I'm almost in love with her,
Though, like, there is nothing to fall in love with.

Mikhail Reznitsky













Saturday, August 12, 2017

Clair Bremner \ Easter mood.




Before spring drops winter
Suddenly she suddenly became dandified.
And the April rays of turmeric
On the surrounding forests dispersed.

Like a brood of yellow chicks



I colored the stain of redness.
And the last ice flakes shine
On the spring of caressing rocks.

by Vladimir Kush dark side of the moon
The rustling bird-folk
Congratulates Spring with a return.
And nature sighs with all breast
The Brightest in the Year by Sunday ...

Marina Belyaeva











Photo Author - Clair Bremner


Sit down at the table, please.
Easter rabbits are already waiting for everyone.)))

eleven

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

José Puyet Padilla \ Women exist in the world ...






Women exist in the world,
To make the world beautiful,
And without the secret of their kiss
Which of us could be happy?
Love creates a woman,
And women are the top of creation.
Sky, stone and sea waves
Only for the woman is decoration.
Without women, everything becomes vain,
The tenderness of a rose makes a hand squeeze in vain -
If God did not create a woman,
He would not have created a flower.
Why do these sparks
Blue sapphires without tender eyes?
And diamonds without beauties
Only cobblestones for us!
Pearls without a woman's smile
Blinks in the man's hand,
And poetry without women -
As the movement down the river.
It is impossible without women to have happiness,
Impossible love and dreams.
Chant women, poets!
The world will perish without their beauty

Victor HUGO (1802-1885)
Translation - Asya Pereltsvaig


Monday, August 7, 2017

Heather Gillespie. A glass fairy tale from honey.












The boundary is transparent. There is a whole world behind it!
And the door to another space
Glass is my teacher, healer, idol,
My God, my fragile kingdom!

Here the form as a reality. Is it a dream? A game?
I paint with my soul, not with a brush,
Birds of paradise, flowers, moths, cities,
Children and maple leaves!

Through the colors and lacquer, o, exciting moment,
All gray suddenly comes to life,
Blind, excite, excite, beckon,
He calls, pulls and shines!



Oh, the illusory creativity!
A wrapper, a dream, a wrapper, a chic frame
Art will separate me
From life and everyday life stubborn?

- I do not think so. Just another way of looking at life,
A little more intimate, or what?
Seeking the beauty that "this world will save",
And this way is difficult and controversial.

Really pictures of sweet dreams!
Touch! Look, between us
On the cloud stretches a rainbow bridge ...
Is not it a miracle justification?

Arina Feeva