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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | Spring (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “You’ve spilled the Nectar Of diamond-colored light” (pg. 113) |
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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | To the Worthy Father-David (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “As Prometheus freed decency captive of heavens” (pg. 105) “Towering the Parnassus’ crown as rocky wall, Why then, the amazing wrinkly mountain Had been turned into... |
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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | Biblical Reminiscences (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “For some - worthless, for me – real, I want to find you, You Atlantis, sunk and gone, you my dream, fairy-tale. (pg. 97) “And as a ray, that has sneaked through the... |
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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | Rustavi (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “You gaze calmly, as the pirates’ leader At the tar-colored masts risen in the big town And lament the Satyrs hanged on them […] Tell me, where is the coat of... |
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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | *** (The Sunny Knight becomes Ireland) (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “The Goddess Athena tinted with Eos The journey, studded with wisdom, of Odysseus” (pg. 72) |
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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | Meeting (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “Let Amor Prostrate himself at your feet[…] The drunk Greece Found the house of Israel, Where roses bloom, Hosanna, Socrates Censers incense Isaiah Hosanna and... |
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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | Schliemann! (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “The son of different age and nation Why did you waste your life on Hellas? You, Schliemann, impassioned with Greeks What memory excited you so? […] You cast the light onto... |
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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | *** (I can’t suppress fierceness obsessing me”) (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “In Charon’s boat I will traverse the Chaoses […], let the Erinias make a date again, […], Acheron’s turbulent waves can’t part us […] we will... |
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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | Two Rendezvous (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “Whoever sees his Aeneas To the holy land of Hesperides Where Saturn in Fatum’s carriage Roams around as a Phantom Tiber field and Laurentum Will wage a bloody... |
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Merab Kostava | 1939-1989 | Hold on, my Spirit… (Merab Kostava, Poetry, Tbilisi, 1990) | Poetry | “Even if nine Carthages fall, You must be waiting for the next […] Prometheus has unchained himself from the rocks And avalanches have subsided in the mountains. You are... |
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