Andrei Voznesensky, a pioneering poet, always saw women not just as objects of love but as muse, symbols of eternity, and embodiments of life itself. His poems about love are a kaleidoscope of metaphors, bold images, and philosophical reflections, where sensuality intertwines with cosmic dimensions. He celebrated feminine beauty, its mystery, and strength, often contrasting it with the drabness of everyday life and the conventions of society. In this collection, we have gathered Voznesensky's most striking and heartfelt lines dedicated to women, their image, and their influence on the poet's world.
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First ice
The first ice on your eyelashes is a sign of winter within you. Tenderness, like the pages of a forgotten fate. Your gaze is a shard of amber, your lips the shadow of petals. You are a paired premonition of the coming day, of spring.
Date in the Fog
Fog, like cotton wool, in the throat of the streets, and you – like a flash, like a mirage. In your palms – the pulses of the sun, in your eyes – an unspoken mirage. We met on the edge of light, where the past and the future merged. And this meeting is like summer, in which the heart was ignited.
Your voice
Your voice is a crack in glass, the tinkle of crystal, and the whisper of grass. It penetrates my heart, as if an angel were quietly right. It contains echoes of distant lands, the roar of the surf, and the whistle of the wind. Your voice is the foundation of my soul, within it the blank slate of eternal life.
Ah, this music!
Ah, the music in your hips! A spiral of galaxies, a dance of eternal stars. It echoes ancient, forgotten fears, and promises of bright dreams to come. You are an instrument tuned by fate, playing with feelings that cannot be conveyed. And I, captivated by this beauty, am ready to dedicate my entire life to you.
Snow in your hair
The snow in your hair is not old age, but winter. It contains wisdom, silence, and eternal spring. You are like a frozen moment, like a fairy tale in the snow. In your eyes is my cry, and faith in the heights.
Portrait in Smoke
A portrait in cigarette smoke, hazy, like a dream. There are no mysteries in you, only a million of them. Your features are like mirages, changing in the night. And I, as if in the silence, lose myself, be silent.
Dancing Shadow
You are a dancing shadow, in the dim rooms, in my heart. An elusive, light day that has dissolved in smoke and rain. Your movements are like flight, like the whisper of the wind, like the surf. And I, enchanted, wait and wait, for you to be with me again.
Eyes the color of a thunderstorm
Eyes the color of a thunderstorm, they contain both storm and peace. They contain the reflection of a star, and another eternal world. I drown in their depths, as in a whirlpool of dreams. And in every day, I see only you as an image.
Broken Wings
The broken wings of your soul, I see them through the veil of rain. But even in this fragile silence, hope and a star burn within you. I will heal your wounds, and piece together your world. And together we will overcome all the fog, and soar again, like the free ether.
Echo of love
Echoes of love in empty corridors, In memories that cannot be silenced. Your footsteps, like a quiet conversation, Continue to resound in my soul. We are lost in the labyrinth of years, But this connection does not break, does not weaken. And even if we are no longer, Our love matures in eternity.
Cold silk
The cold silk of your hand, like the touch of a winter night. It echoes distant melancholy, and prophesies the promise of new encounters. I clutch it like a talisman, a symbol of our fragile beauty. And in this silk, like an ocean, my hopes and dreams drown.
Forgotten Waltz
A forgotten waltz in the dimly lit cafe, And you, dancing in the moonlight. In your eyes – longing and emptiness, And tenderness that will warm in the winter snowstorm. We whirl in the whirlwind of days past, Forgetting pain and sorrow. And in this waltz, as if in oblivion, We find solace and distance.
Your smile is space
Your smile is cosmic, boundless, It contains starlight and the mystery of creation. I dissolve in it, as in a sweet dream, And forget about earthly suffering. In your eyes are galaxies and dreams, In your hands is warmth and inspiration. You are my universe, you are my world, You are my eternal transformation.
Ashes of roses
The ashes of roses on your lips, a trace of vanished passion and love. In them is an echo of unspoken words, and the whisper of a quiet, sad fate. I collect these ashes like a relic, like a memory of days gone by. And in them I find my secret face, and a reflection in your eyes.
Through time and space
Through time and space to you, I fly like a traveler thirsty for water. In your embrace lies peace and light, and the eternal harmony of fate. We are two stars that met in the darkness, two lonelinesses merged into one. And together we will overcome all, and be forever together, as one.