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by Liana Margiva
Monday, June 02, 2008
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Poetry by Liana Margiva

Says who that the Wind is inanimate element,
When it uproots the trees and it rips off the leaves
From the branches like a giant rowdy boy at play.
When it plays with Great Ocean a peerless game,

Engaging it fearlessly, grabbing it by the waves
Like the folds of a robe, and throwing it against the beach.
Always restless like a youth searching for meaning of life,
It knows no peace and denies it to others,

Condemned by the Destiny to eternal roaming.
Its power is boundless and awesome: who doesn’t know this?
But there is one thing that is not in his power,
And that is to take my chagrin away.

But I’m partial to Wind, it reminds me of me, of my soul.
It will wipe off my tears and carry them off
To a land far away, spilling them over Earth.
‘Tis the only one who drops the petals of rose on my way,
My sole companion in this lonely world.

‘Tis the only one who whispers gently in the trees
When I’m chased by Insomnia out to the street.
‘Tis the only one who shares my solitude with me without a grudge.
‘Tis the only one who looks high and low for my happiness lost

On the road to me, which forgot me in Misery’s deadly embrace.
But the Wind found it not just for jealousy’s sake: it is partial to me.
Tell me, wind, was it you who I loved all my life without knowing?
Are you my loyal page and my only companion sent by the Fate?

                                By Liana Margiva

       Translated from Russian by Anatol Kardiukov

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Reviewed by JMS Bell 5/3/2010
Reviewed by Inspire Hope 11/21/2009
This is such an excellent write! I really enjoyed reading it Liana, thank you for sharing and caring. Be encouraged!

Much Love,
Reviewed by Milton Handfield 5/12/2009
Life is like a puzzle we have to put the pieces together in order to make sense out of it.Excellent write.

Reviewed by randy smith 3/19/2009
The wind! my how it blows, and from what direction? sometimes the wind of change blows into our lives and then rushes away leaving us in a dead calm. great poem rcs
Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo 2/21/2009
You capture the wind so perfectly Liana ~ beautiful and touching. Hugs, Elizabeth
Reviewed by Diana Wiles 1/20/2009
Yes...Janus faced and wonderful! You write with such power, and such uniqueness...!!

Love, Diana
Reviewed by Michael Guy 11/14/2008
And yes, like you "The Wind" has come and played with me since childhood. I miss her when she is absent; I am fascinated by her destructive tantrums as well as her zephyr-laden days. Like your poem: "who could live without The Wind?" Your poem tells us in such heart-rendering verse, almost all Her secrets.
Fair winds to YOU! michael
Reviewed by Kenny Baez 10/19/2008
Wild is the wind, Liana, and you have captured its restlessness in this beautiful wind chime of a poem.
Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain 10/17/2008

You write with such beauty, and your imagery and words are always exceptionally crafted and delivered to the reader!

Best wishes,

Reviewed by Joanna Leone 7/10/2008
This poem is beautiful. My heart skipped a beat as I read the words, "But I'm partial to the wind, it reminds me of me, my soul..." This is beautifully written. This is truly a well organized poem, with deep meaning. If you have time, please stop by my authors den. I am new to this site and have written a few short stories and a couple of poems. I would love to know what you think.
Reviewed by Richard Orey 7/10/2008
I am taken aback by the sense of loneliness and isolation from all of humankind that is inherent in "The Wind." It speaks to me like a fragile soul desperate for love and companionship but relegated to a singular life.

Though there is a slight loss of syntax continuity in moving from Russian to English, the core of Liana's message is not diluted.

Only a sensitive soul pens such revelation of unrequited wanting, pressing for a loyal page and companion but settling for The Wind.
Sad but lovely. Makes me want to hold Liana and take her hurt away.

Reviewed by Jill curry (Reader) 7/8/2008
beautifully crafted and composed
Reviewed by Axilea MU 7/3/2008
"But Iím partial to Wind, it reminds me of me, of my soul"
This is the beautiful line that reveals the heart of the poem/poet.
(The use of "it" for both the ocean and the wind in the second stanza
is a little misleading, in my opinion.)
This is one of your best Liana.

Reviewed by David Delaney 6/16/2008
The wind is alive & talks, wonderful writing Liana.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray 6/15/2008
I love your personification of the wind, Liana. Very nicely done indeed. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes,

Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper 6/11/2008
Your presented to me some new images of the wind. One can't see it, but they can sure feel it.
Reviewed by Gene Williamson 6/7/2008
Brilliant, Liana.
Reviewed by William Bonilla 6/6/2008
Brilliant writing Liana
I love your work
Love & Peace

Reviewed by Deborah Munson (Reader) 6/6/2008
Absolutely stunning poem you penned. So glad I chanced upon it. Beautifully written with vivid images that blow me away! Well Done! Deborah
Reviewed by Rose Rideout 6/5/2008
This is beautifully written, Thank you for sharing with us Liana.

Newfie Hugs, Rose
Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU 6/4/2008

This is... "THE WIND"... It is the Poem!

I salute You, Poet.

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Jon Willey 6/3/2008
I will paint the pages of your life with diversity. For I stir all, on land, sea and in the air. I blow the secret of life around and around. God bless. JMW
Reviewed by Dawn Anderson 6/3/2008
So hauntingly beautiful this is...the second stanza is exquisite.
Reviewed by John Leko 6/2/2008
...with so much write of wind...and I travel in your words...for wind is everything...that carries me through life.
most excellent poetry of richness Liana...
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 6/2/2008
Wonderfully moving and engaging piece that reaches out and touches the soul....

Be always safe,
Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan 6/2/2008
love this--especially the 4th stanza
Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson 6/2/2008
Powerful , filled with emotion and depth. It touches the soul with its haunting beauty ! The wind can be so many things to a person . You have captured it all in this magnaficent poem!....M
Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis 6/2/2008
This is a really beautiful piece. I have always loved the wind - especially the warm winds of summer that flirt with the flowers and lighten the butterflies' efforts. The wind is that mysterious, unseen breath that reminds us we're alive!
Reviewed by Georg Mateos 6/2/2008
...that tears shouldn't be there, ever, and to make it to happen I will be not your only companion and page but your jester that by the command of your sadness will tell you stories as I mime to tickle your sorrow away with the wind of your laugh.
An if I should be the wind for a momen, I will blow that candle light so dreams can come when you close your eyes...and sleep.

Reviewed by Bernice Lakota 6/2/2008
This is exquisite Liana!!!
Reviewed by Barbara Smith 6/2/2008
Liana, I loved your metaphors in this great write. The images brought magnificent imaginations to my mind as I could feel the calling of the wind upon my face. This is an exceptional write.
Reviewed by George Carroll 6/2/2008
I woke up this morning and saw in the paper a song called The Color of Wind and thought I might write a poem about it. Then I read your wonderful take on the ever blowing wind and wondered how close in similarity the one I was to write with yours but in reality not similar at all. Your poem is a masterpiece.

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