Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
Brief creative biography: Raisa Melnikova is a poet, prose writer, publicist, essayist, and translator. Lives in Lithuania, in Vilnius.
Author of thirty-three books. The poems were published in more than eighty editions in almanacs around the world and translated into many languages. Academician of the International Academy for the Development of Literature and Art. She was awarded nine medals and the “Heritage” star distinction, 3rd and 2nd degree, laureate of twelve International literary festivals and competitions. He is a member of the International Writers’ Unions, secretary of the board of MAPP in Lithuania, vice-president and executive secretary of ILACT.
Splashing with light
From the darkness of dead letters
my word appeared
messenger of living being,
taking off
their past covers
and sharpen the protruding edges.
This word
hovered over flowering fields
all-seeing winged dragonfly
and, wandering
river banks,
brought passion
undying heat.
It covered the world
a stream of inspiration
and fit
sunshine in hand
and echoed
singing of the universe,
splashing with light in the eternity river.
There
Time watches there without blinking,
for a light run of the pen,
and there they take off in a friendly flock
from a word sheet.
There thoughts open their faces
and the springs of ideas flow,
it smells like coffee and cinnamon
and sadness is silent.
There on the balcony there is strict textile
trembling moth,
and the swallow chirps early
her monologue.
There’s a soft light from the lamps at night,
air nymphs visit,
and smells of youth’s dreams
from the apples of the Hesperides.
There the sun and the moon sparkle,
the rain is sad in the puddles.
There the word will turn into happiness,
and Brodsky is admitted.
The Milky Way is carrying us
Floats out
moon orange eye,
circle of earth in illusory fog,
and smokes
nights dark blue topaz –
The image of the universe is on screen.
Moonlight,
sign of magic and romance,
remains a heavenly mystery
and the lantern
dressed in a neon tailcoat,
blinks at us furtively from the yard.
And today
again, you and I can’t sleep –
we will tell each other about secrets;
carries us, spreading like a star,
Milky Way
across the endless distances of space.
©Raisa Melnikova, Vilnius, Lithuania
