POETRY FORMAT, 25 Sep 2017
I walked my hard way,
My journey was long,
And every day I kneaded clay
Under the long heavy rain.
But I was not tired of going,
And the air of being inhaling,
The entire terrestrial world transforming,
I continued to weave magic wreaths,
Believing that only crazy dreams
Are able to save this gray world.
Dr. Adolf P. Shvedchikov is a Russian scientist, poet and translator. He has published over 150 scientific papers and 16 books in poetry. His poems has been translated into many languages and has been published in Russia, USA, Brazil, India, Japan, Korea, Spain, France, Greece, UK, Italy, Romania, Albania and Australia. In 2013 he was nominated for the Nobel Prize for Literature. He may be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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