The Weight of Ages: Modern Sonnets
Автор книги - Tatiana Bazhan. Произведение относится к жанрам стихи и поэзия, зарубежная поэзия. Оно опубликовано в 2025 году. Книге не присвоен международный стандартный книжный номер.
This collection of sonnets is not just a poetic exercise, but a daring dialogue across the centuries with Shakespeare himself. Centuries later, the author’s voice sounds like an echo of Shakespeare’s thoughts, but an echo refracted through the prism of modern problems. Here, sonnets become a platform for a philosophical battle, where questions that torment the minds of entire generations are raised: from the eternal search for the meaning of life and true happiness to the ethical dilemmas generated by the development of technology. The author fearlessly explores the moral boundaries, dissects the qualities of a modern person, confused in the labyrinths of information, and tries to find landmarks in this new, rapidly changing world. Each sonnet is a challenge, a question, a search, sometimes an admission of powerlessness in the face of the eternal mysteries of existence.
Читать онлайн Tatiana Bazhan - The Weight of Ages: Modern Sonnets
If only I could
If only I could catch the fading light,
And hold it fast within my trembling hand,
To banish shadows of the coming night,
And paint the world with gold across the land.
If only I could mend a broken heart,
And weave the scattered pieces into whole,
To play a healing, empathetic part,
And ease the burden pressing on the soul.
If only I could silence doubt and fear,
That whisper softly, poisoning the mind,
And let the voice of courage ring so clear,
A stronger, bolder truth for me to find.
But dreams are fragile, and the world is cold,
And “if only” stories must remain untold.
A heartless measure
The city whispers laws of stone and steel,
That doom the strays, the lost, the hungry-eyed.
A heartless measure, callous hearts conceal,
As lives are forfeit, dignity denied.
Do we forget the loyalty they give,
The comfort offered in a lonely hour?
Are gentle waggings now no cause to live?
Is kindness lost to legislative power?
These creatures, born perhaps to luckless fate,
Deserve compassion, shelter, and a chance.
Not cruel indifference that seals their gate,
And ends their story in a vacant trance.
Let mercy guide us, break this wicked chain,
And offer hope, before they die in vain.
A guiding light
A guiding light, a spark within the soul,
A teacher stands, with wisdom in their eyes.
They plant the seeds of knowledge, make us whole,
And help our hidden talents to arise.
No rote memorization, dry and cold,
But passion breathed in every word they speak.
A tapestry of stories, new and old,
They weave, and for connections, always seek.
They challenge us to question, to explore,
Beyond the boundaries that we thought we knew.
They open doors we never saw before,
And paint a brighter, more inspiring view.
For such a teacher, we are truly blessed,
Their inspiration is a lifelong test.
Good morning, world!
The sun ascends, a kiss upon the dew,
And paints the eastern sky with hues of gold.
The world awakens, fresh and bright and new,
A story waiting, silently unfolds.
The birdsong rises, a melodious call,
Inviting slumber to release its hold.
Let shadows fade and gentle breezes fall,
As morning's promise, bravely, is unrolled.
So, greet the day with open heart and mind,
Let yesterday be buried in the past.
A fresh beginning, easily defined,
A chance to make a moment that will last.
