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Here I am – a poet, and my name is Charents,
It shall flare in the years, it shall be high, shall be great.
I am coming from the past and I’m walking forward -glorious
To the centuries again, to the Future – florious.
What does of me desire the blue agony of fire?
What does your soul aspire, Nairi – ancient and dire?
Why have you spread before me your scent in complete palate,
And ‘ve ignited my agony with melancholy – so morbid?
And why has risen before me the maiden of your far past,
With her eyes of marsh-green and her charm of desert sand?
Be I naked, be I cold, unattended for, ignored Continue reading