my white room


i never saw a moor—
i never saw the sea—
yet know i how the heather looks
and what a billow be.

e.d.



1/28/13



dear friends, i just wanted to say again
that i am moving and my address for
your nature letters will be changing, too.
i am apologizing for such a sleepy mood
in this project, by the middle of february 
i will be on my path, till then 

i draw, every morning, sometimes
even instead of having breakfast, it
feeds me so well






here is the one - 

'night has come'









мне снилась чаща леса с опушками 
после дождя и от этого все цвета были
видны очень ярко, все цветы были видны
из-за травы и листвы, как парили над всем.
я ехала в вагоне поезда, он шел так медленно,
что  можно было запомнить все дома и дорогу, 
чтобы потом пройти этот путь пешком.




8 comments:

  1. today I posted
    a letter to you!
    now I hope
    it will be
    in time.....

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  2. Your night is wonderful, dear Olga, so wonderful.

    Love
    x Ariane.

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    1. thank you, dear ariane

      and good day to you

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  3. wearing the stars to go to sleep
    beautiful, dear Olga
    still hoping the parcel will arrive
    before you change streets (towns? cities?)

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    1. dear xenia, thank you

      i hope so, too. and for
      now it is enough to know
      it is somewhere for me,
      even not with me

      changing cities, streets
      and going back to where i
      spent almost my whole
      life

      )

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  4. Such grace and beauty may be more nourishing than any breakfast. A star coat of night for day dreaming...

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thank you
for taking time
and leaving a word,
i will reply right here.

warmly,
olga.




olga