#Painting#Portrait#Stories about them

Homeless in a hat

2016
Oil on canvas
60х50

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I come and go,

And turn back home.

The beggar outside

Never goes away 

From the parking zone;

On a concrete ledge

Under a hedge

Near a supermarket.

 

 

Mornings, evenings,

Days and nights,

With apathy

And paper cup

 

How to move him – 

Like the Globe?

Like a train of thought?

 

How to change the world?

I wish he rose, 

I wish he rose..

 

I wish he rose 

And went for the lakes

For Ozerki and highways

And then be followed by all.

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Natalia Mandelshtam

Translation by Kira Usatenko

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