Words are especially powerful when they have two meanings, when they are living eyes for mystery, and through the mica of ordinary meaning their second meaning shines through.
Velimir Khlebnikov
I'm smoking a wonderful thought with a charming smell. Her resinous bum wrapped my mind like a sheet.
Velimir Khlebnikov
Years, people and peoples
Run away forever,
Like fluid water.
In the flexible mirror of nature
The stars are the net, the fish are us.
The gods are ghosts in the darkness.
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I don't need much!
The edge of bread
And a drop of milk.
It's the sky,
Those clouds!
Velimir Khlebnikov
Poems live by Darwin's law. Darwin's law holds true not only for animals but also for poetry. The strongest poems live for centuries, and the weak die out.
Velimir Khlebnikov
Let them steal their thoughts, but not give them away.
Velimir Khlebnikov
The plot is a great thing!
It's a date place.
Me and the states. The state reminds us
That it still exists!
Velimir Khlebnikov
Velimir Khlebnikov Night full of constellations
A night full of constellations. What fate, what news do You shine wide, book? Freedom or yoke? How shall I read the lot In the broad sky at midnight?
Velimir Khlebnikov Freedom comes naked ...
Freedom comes naked, Throwing flowers on your heart, And we walk with her in step, talking with the sky to you.
Let the virgins sing at the end of the song of the ancient campaign, of the faithful sun-given Self-Free People.
April 19, 1917.
Year of writing: 1917
Velimir Khlebnikov People When They Love
People when they love, making long looks and taking long breaths. Beasts when they love, Pouring mud in their eyes and making a fish out of foam. The sun when they love, closing the nights with cloth from the earth, and marching dancing to their friend. Gods, when they love, closing in measure the awe of the universe, like Pushkin - the heat of love of the maid Volkonsky.
I hear two young people talking. .
I hear two young men talking to each other full of sages: There are numbers, and without them there is wisdom nonsense. The number has converged, and the speeches are correct, And the children's babbling is deeper than the books, But where there are none, the place is bad. The mind of a lie has not exalted. The dream crowned tongue Bad comrade, where there are no numbers, To the number of the staff our mind is accustomed.
1912
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