Collection of poems about Georgia. The country where I was born

The question is not at all how you live, or rather, you exist, having a standard set: a large cottage, an expensive car, a lot of money, many, many all kinds of gadgets, a beautiful wife, a young mistress, trips to the Canary Islands and Moldives. All this is so - foam, true values - zero. The most valuable time allotted to you for something more necessary - you squander on all sorts of unnecessary things. Gradually comprehending emptiness.

And now the very formula of life, prescribed by someone else in the Soviet era: build a house, plant a tree and grow a son - now also becomes emptiness. In connection with the current events in Ukraine (the war, however), we understand that the son can be killed, the house destroyed, and the tree burned or cut down. And again emptiness, there is not even a trace of what was. Only creativity and books, where the very values are spelled out, remain eternal.

There is a wonderful life example: any of us should always remember that a book is a memory for hundreds and thousands of years. People and states will disappear, and the printed word will forever keep the memory of this time, the writer, or the poet and his muse. Who now remembers Persia, which has been gone for a long time? But the poet Omar Khayyam is known and remembered by the whole world to this day! And he wrote poetry while living in the XI century (1048-1131).

I perfectly understand that life is much more complicated with its fateful freaks, but what you truly believe in is the basis of everything. You know that your path has been chosen in the right direction, the main thing is that you do not deviate from it under any difficulties. Sooner or later, success in the form of victory will come to you and then everyone will understand that what you offered was real and correct.

Someone will be happy for you, but more will still be ill-wishers and envious people. They just couldn't do it, that's the trouble! And the understanding of your worthlessness (in that very emptiness) often leads your yesterday's like-minded people and associates to the camp of opponents and enemies, who will try to mock everything that you do. But these are, in general, little things!

As a result, you ask yourself the question - who am I really? An entrepreneur, of course not. Painter? No, I haven’t matured to that. A poet and writer looking for his muse? Most likely - yes, but only in a small part of this understanding, since there is a lot to learn before becoming a writer and poet. Well, who then really is, maybe at the heart of my worldview and constant search, I am a flagellant? No! I am a simple dreamer who wants a beautiful dream, how to turn it into reality in childhood, and a fairy tale into a real basis. The life of any of us is fantasy and abstraction ...

Evgeniy, Yekaterinburg, May 2016

COLLECTION OF POEMS ABOUT GEORGIA
-Format - 148 mm x 210 mm.
-Volume - 385 pages
© E. Zaikin, T. Menabde 2016
© Cover and book design by E.Zaikin 2016
© Poems.

(Translated via Google translator from Russian)

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