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(TIME)

…as time flies fast – unless GOD cuts its wings.
But then time seems to simply start to run
out of space. Time sometimes only brings
slow-motion sighing from the setting sun.
Yes, time can heal; but time can also kill
like a wind blowing out candles. When a rain-
storm starts, you feel all you can feel until 
you come to find out if it is in vain…

…as time flies fast – unless GOD cuts its wings. But then time seems to simply start to run out of space. Time sometimes only brings slow-motion sighing from the setting sun. Yes, time can heal; but time can also kill like a wind blowing out candles. When a rainstorm starts, you feel all you can feel until you come to find out if it is in vain…

January 2004









(BEHIND EVERY DOOR)

…the Whole World and all
there is, including your soul.
Shadows stretch from the sun, 
seeking the end of the day,
which is about to run
out of light on the way
to tomorrow. Few eyes
see and few ears hear
the truth. Plenty of lies
swarm around in fear.
In the night, fear waits
deep in the dark behind
every door. It inflates 
like a balloon on your mind.
Fear flies through the air
like it’s a poisoned dart.
It’s almost everywhere,
even in abstract art
galleries. It’s on walls
like cobweb. Fear hides
in emergency calls.
It is felt on both sides
of any dead-end street,
stalking you to your place.
It feels like it will slit
your throat if you see its face 
in a sharp piece of glass,
spilling the boiling blood
from your heart. Try to guess
WHO has no fear. GOD
is certainly not afraid
of anything: HE made…

…the Whole World and all there is, including your soul. Shadows stretch from the sun, seeking the end of the day, which is about to run out of light on the way to tomorrow. Few eyes see and few ears hear the truth. Plenty of lies swarm around in fear. In the night, fear waits deep in the dark behind every door. It inflates like a balloon on your mind. Fear flies through the air like it’s a poisoned dart. It’s almost everywhere, even in abstract art galleries. It’s on walls like cobweb. Fear hides in emergency calls. It is felt on both sides of any dead-end street, stalking you to your place. It feels like it will slit your throat if you see its face in a sharp piece of glass, spilling the boiling blood from your heart. Try to guess WHO has no fear. GOD is certainly not afraid of anything: HE made…

May 2011







(AROUND A WORD)

…in the Beginning when
there wasn’t a single man.
GOD created the World.
So, every single word 
that may be found in
It can also be seen
as a word that has got
to be coming from GOD. 
Whenever a word is found,
it is bound to be around
a word and, of course,
the Word that was…

…in the Beginning when there wasn’t a single man. GOD created the World. So, every single word that may be found in It can also be seen as a word that has got to be coming from GOD.  Whenever a word is found, it is bound to be around a word and, of course, the Word that was…

February 2021






AUTHOR’S ANNOTATIONS

The three poems above are excerpts from the author’s manuscript “Around A Word”, which is a collection of cyclic verse that presupposes a poem having no beginning or end and working in both rhyme and prose. 

To see the entire collection reach the author 
Rick К. Reut.
(rick.reut@yahoo.com)

BRIEF BIO

The author was born in 1984, in the USSR. He studied philosophy at EHU in Minsk, Belarus, and literature at Saint Petersburg State University, Russia. For most of his life after graduation, he has worked as a translator and a tutor of English as a foreign language.