** The Tuapsian Dusk Poem by Anna Polibina-Polansky

Verses by Anna Polibina-Polansky. Devoted to Valery Eughenyevich Miroshnichenko (vice mair of the Tuapsian Region of the Black Sea; June,2024)
** I dare call you, my seeet fiance. I can't admit it, nor just blankly say. Thise Southern midnights of the springtime bloom Were all of rosy scents and mooney gloom. I parted with the faces of the shore. You were alone, among my cares and chores. The riddle of our random feelings bleak Just offered me the other bank, to seek. Ghortensias stood solemn, pink and sweet. I sat under the moon, in ivy weeds. So you disclaimed, denounced my choices there. You left me scattered, pure, faithful, fair. The landscapes, all of orchards and of waves, Chaoticly, depict my daily ways.2024.