Having been released from the camp in the summer of 2003, I found that they had attacked me (like a genuine element – like water or fire) poems.
I do not write my poems. They write it to me, subordinating to their will, aggressive and evil.
And they do it stubbornly and persistently. The USSR is our ancient Rome – the sixth collection of poems after release is already the sixth in a row.
It has anxieties, memories, fantasies, historical thoughts and reminiscences. The poetic element throws me where in time and in space.
USSR, Europe, Byzantium, medieval Germany, Syria, Paris, Porto-O-Prens (Haiti), Britain, St. Petersburg, ancient Judea, China, the Middle East, Moldova, New York, Italy, the city of Engels of the Saratov region, Ukraine, Kronstadt, the village in the Ulyanovsk region, the Gimalayi, Altai, a and the Altai, a and the Altai, a. then even the abyss of chaos, where “like hard eggs, planets are worn …”
The poetic element makes me talk with the dead as simply as with the living.
As a result, this book, my …
Author
Limonov Eduard Veniaminovich
Publisher
AD Margin, 2014
18+
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