Exceptional verbs are those words that seem to deliberately refuse to obey the rules. Their conjugations, their forms\u2014everything is slightly different from most. But this defiance has its own beauty and logic, its own little secret, which we will attempt to reveal in these poems, transforming grammatical complexity into poetic imagery.<\/p>\n
\nHow quickly time, like a shadow, flies, And we strive after it, through life, into the distance. But suddenly, the "run" spins us, And in the present "run," we stumble. You can't say: "I'll run on time," Here, "I'll run" is the only answer. And this small but important lesson, That the secret of poetry is revealed to exceptions.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nI want to, but I can't<\/h2>\n
\n\""I want" \u2013 and immediately a light is lit in the heart, Desire, like a bird, rushes into the sky. But this conjugation is a complex dream, And "I want" doesn't fit with the usual trace. We say: "I will see again," But with "want" everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this strange grammatical blood, Feel how the language reveals you. And let them always repeat the rules, "I want" is one, unique. In it is willpower, faith and dream, And this exception is not depressing.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nBreathe as if for the first time<\/h2>\n
\nTo breathe in the cool of the morning dawn, And feel my lungs full. "To breathe" is a verb that makes me want to create, But its conjugation is completely different. You can't say, "I will breathe now," Here, "I will breathe" is the only answer. And in this phrase lies all the beauty, That in grammatical exceptions there is light. As if for the first time, breathing in life, We feel the joy of being. And in this moment, full of strength and height, Forgetting the rules\u2014that is wisdom for me. And although language sometimes surprises us, In its curves lies mystery and play. "To breathe" is a verb that warms the heart, And within it lives poetry itself.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nLook into the eyes<\/h2>\n
\nA whole world lives in the eyes opposite, and you want to stare, unwaveringly. But the conjugation "to look" sometimes leads to mistakes from which there is no escape. We say: "I will see the light," but with "to look," everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this phrase there is a hidden amulet, that this exception cannot be shown. And let them always talk about rules, "to look" is unique, unrepeatable. In it lies willpower, faith, and dream, and this exception is not depressing.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nThere is no number of days<\/h2>\n
\nHow quickly the days flash by, You can't count them, you can't catch them in flight. "Countless" is a phrase that lives with me, And in it lies the wisdom of the ages, in a simple melody. "Countless" is an archaism, but it has its own beauty, And in this form lies an echo of antiquity. As if fate itself whispers to us That exceptions are depths. And although language changes over the years, Memory retains this sound. "Countless" is an echo of distant days, And in it lies the magic circle of poetry. And in this phrase, as in a mirror, We see a reflection of eternity. And we understand, in the loop of life, That exceptions are precious.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nGive but do not take<\/h2>\n
\nTo give warmth without expecting anything in return, And feel the heart fill. "To give" is a verb that bestows a bright captivity, But its conjugation is intractable. We say: "I will see kindness," But with "to give" everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this phrase there is hidden beauty, That this exception cannot be shown. And let them always talk about rules, "To give" is unique, unrepeatable. In it lies willpower, faith, and dream, And this exception is not depressing.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nTo have but not to own<\/h2>\n
\nTo have friends, but not to hold them in one's hands, Their choice, their freedom \u2013 this is sacred. "To have" is a verb that whispers in the clouds, But its conjugation is not so appropriate. We say: "I will see the horizon," But with "to have" everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this phrase there is a hidden amulet, That this exception is not to be shown. And let them always talk about rules, "To have" is unique, unrepeatable. In it is willpower, faith and dream, And this exception is not depressing.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nTake but not hold<\/h2>\n
\nTo take inspiration, like a gentle breeze, And feel thoughts come to life. But holding onto it isn't so close, And in this phrase, secrets blossom. We say: "I will see the dawn," But with "to take," everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this phrase, there is hidden beauty, That this exception cannot be shown. And let them always talk about rules, "to take" is unique, unrepeatable. In it lies willpower, faith, and dream, And this exception is not depressing.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nThere is, but not enough<\/h2>\n
\nEat apples, but the thirst grows, And you want something more. "To eat" is a verb that lives in the heart, But its conjugation is not for the simple. We say: "I will see the meadow," But with "to eat" everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this phrase there is a hidden amulet, That this exception is not to be shown. And let them always talk about rules, "To eat" is one, unique. In it is willpower, faith and dream, And this exception is not sad.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nKnow but not understand<\/h2>\n
\nI know the rules, but their meaning eludes me, And in my head there is only chaos and fog. "To know" is a verb that blinds the mind, But its conjugation is like a deception. We say: "I will see the world," But with "to know" everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this phrase there is hidden beauty, That this exception is not visible. And let them always talk about the rules, "To know" is unique, unrepeatable. In it lies willpower, faith and dream, And this exception is not depressing.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nHear but don't believe<\/h2>\n
\nWords ring out, but the heart doesn't tremble, And there's no sense of sincerity in them. "To hear" is a verb that guards the mind, But its conjugation is full of absurdity. We say: "I will see the stars," But with "to hear," everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this phrase there's a hidden amulet, That this exception is something you can't show. And let them always talk about rules, "To hear" is unique, unrepeatable. In it lies willpower, faith, and dreams, And this exception is not depressing.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nSee but don't notice<\/h2>\n
\nThere's so much beauty and light around, But the gaze glides, not lingering. "To see" is a verb that gives us answers, But its conjugation is without wonder. We say: "I will see dreams," But with "to see" everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this phrase there is hidden beauty, That this exception is not to be shown. And let them always talk about rules, "To see" is unique, unrepeatable. In it lies willpower, faith, and dream, And this exception is not depressing.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nTo be able, but not to dare<\/h2>\n
\nA fire burns in my soul, a desire to reach my goal, But fear paralyzes me, preventing me from taking a step. "To be able" is a verb that gives us hope, But its conjugation is like darkness. We say, "I will see success," But with "to be able," everything is more complicated, what can you say? And in this phrase there is a hidden amulet, That this exception is something you cannot show. And let them always talk about rules, "To be able" is unique, unrepeatable. In it lies willpower, faith, and dreams, And this exception is not depressing.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nRun, looking for your way<\/h2>\n
\nTo run from the past, flying towards a dream, To seek a path in the darkness of doubt. "To run" is a verb that whispers, "I will not give up!", But its conjugation remains unchanged. We say, "I will see the distance," But with "to run," everything is more complicated, what can you say. And in this phrase there is hidden beauty, That this exception is something you cannot show.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Exceptional verbs are those words that seem to deliberately refuse to obey the rules. Their conjugations, their forms\u2014everything is a little<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[71],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-369","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stihi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/369","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=369"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/369\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":174847,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/369\/revisions\/174847"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=369"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=369"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=369"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}