Volume of poems People in February of Lily Gazizova a poet nouăzecistă of Tatar origin, born in the

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Volume of poems People in February of Lily Gazizova a poet nouăzecistă of Tatar origin, born in the nostalgic city Kazan, the third capital of Russia, full of golden domed cathedrals, towering minarets and mosques, who writes in Russian translated accurately the indefatigable poovar island resort Leo Butnaru could bear the title Lilya Lila or simply, Lila. I was dubious to make this statement from the poem that opens the book, poem sets the tone or let's say, gives full volume color of Lily Gazizova. Although not shown too often lilac poetry, he persists in the reader's mind, creeping insidiously in words, pictures and metaphors its turning into an obsession. Lilac color is suave, delicate, poovar island resort oriental, a bat, and the thistle blooming in the steppe; in the context of volume, it often takes on a strident note, what disturbs poovar island resort the reader. Lily Gazizova reader infers possible anxiety, contrapunctând poems with warm, sentimental, so anguish is transformed into a state of understanding of small and large human weaknesses. Incidentally, one of the titles poovar island resort of his volumes of poetry are intulează Kanafer, lilac Tatar. Let's read the poem in question: "Kanafer, lilac Tatar, / lilac will flow over the year / two thousand twelve. I see everything / light lilac - / joys, dreams, wanderings. / They emanate lilac / trees hounds, books / lyrics poovar island resort unwritten stickers / magnetic fridge stuck. / Only you will stay / omission / in this lilac. "The bat is a flower of memory, poovar island resort its smell soul awakens old feelings of nostalgia and closed in November as an old trunk. Lilac pink flowers are seen as a reproach addressed lover and the purple or lilac-purple - like a confession of trust and love. Bat in the tradition of peoples is considered a symbol of irresistible attraction, so girls who want to marry him sprinkle the full moon over bedding to call a soul mate. Then they embrace in a dream fiances ankles. In the tradition of the Middle Ages it was thought that the bat houses among its branches good spirits as they invoke those clauses. And now, after this brief parenthesis explanatory, designed to create a certain atmosphere of mystery, poetry go back to Lily Gazizova. Kanafer poem was written in 2012 poet Ravil Bukharaev death, a native of Tartastan gone in 90 years in exile in London, where he worked at the BBC, is dedicated to his memory. East of purple, lilac can symbolize mourning and fervor of faith. "Kanafor, Tartar lilac / lilac is reverse / Over the year two thousand and twelve. I see / all / lilac light. "
Lily folisită technique in this poem reminds Gazizova color impressionists. Light is spun around an ambiguous state of sadness and regret. poovar island resort The scene is one commonly cut from the immediate reality: dogs, books, stickers, and wandering fragments of sentiemnte unlived dreams. Appears in the frame and counterpoint: white stain - remembering the departed, Ravil Bukharaev, whose name reminds us of Bukhara carpets, silk road, and stopped poovar island resort once the walls caravans eastern cities. By the dosage used color accents delicate poetry poovar island resort reminds Kanafer Sea and the chain Lucian Blaga of Sergei Yesenin's Persian reasons poovar island resort (for the "field run silently dripping roses"), poovar island resort and the ghazals poovar island resort of Hafiz and Saadi hinged, of course, poovar island resort in a post-modern. In Kanafer cries echoed off the bat the pain of the world. A delusion, like a lilac smoke with narcotic effects, halucinocegene, strain through letters contour lines cubist smoothing card. The feeling conveyed is one of understanding, acceptance trauma bittersweet disappointment of this world. Apparently, the poet speaks poovar island resort of the present, poovar island resort a continuous prezntă. This, however, currently the past. He's already eaten. In LAN Blaga's surprised ineffable moment, painted in bright colors, the infinite tenderness: "Too much gold