His novel. Chapter 1. Here I am! Cycle of poems

Literary projects “1000 and one day with Poetry and Prose” and “Poems in two languages”.

“His novel”, cycle of poems by Ksenia Mira 2021, based on the “Theatrical novel” by Michael Bulgakov.

Cycle of poems
“His novel”

Chapter 1. Here I am!

A cardboard box of stage
And piano's surface glinted...
O, this remembrance of those age...
I can't really stand it.
Wake up at night in tears.
Who stole my pure life
And left only smears
Or trace of destiny's knife?
Zoom of high voltage in ears
Plays from silence of night word.
This necessity of living
That hang over like Damocles sword.
But wait! I am with arms -
My pen and paper that might start
To be a gift or blessing with no harms
For this fellow, writer’s old heart.
O, fantasy spirit, you always with me
And painful habit of sharp mind.
The novel was born. What will be
With that poor guy I don't know.
The cardboard box of stage
And old piano rushly plays
And human figures run from rage
Of civil war's bloody nails.
This is the dream I talk about,
About this story novel tells,
Philosopher's literary note
From real past life hells.
2021
Ksenia Mira