Well, count my stars in the sky at night But look, not everyone night suits for this.
Acute sensations aroused by the rush towerds the mystery of heavens… Short-spoken reflactions and estimations of the sacred wishes sheltered in the heart of passions… Images created to enrich and cherish the world of little ones… These are the leading ideas of the poetess’s colleced verses… Most of the poems of the given book were published in the Periodical press twenty years ago: “Mnatobi” (“The Luminary”) , “Tiskari” (“The dawn”) , “Pirveli Skhivi” (“The First ray”) , “Satave” (“The Outset”) , “Paraleli” (“The Parallel”) … Stanzas charged with emotional devises provoke the Keen interest of a reader… All this was followed by a collection of tales wrapped up in the airy poetic veil… And the book has been adored and treasured since then… Then came a collection of nursery vhymes titled “The ABC Of Birds”. Music was composed to these rhymes… a cognitiveentertraining program has been worked out for the primary school and the perfovmance turned out a true success on the stages of some schools… The were the years of silence… followed by “the Prayer Without A Break” … “Beyond The Shines”, ”To The Worthy Beggar From The Ragged Poetess”, “To Neavens- The First Word” and other verses brought forth by the true poetical inspiration Some of them were publishd on the pages of “Literary Georgia” as well… Then appeared a collection of cognitive rhymes “The Ballad Of Chess” arousing The keenest interest of those who had to do With this sphere.Besides, the book is used as a manual by the hobby groups interested in the game. The book as well includes some other poetical patterns that haven’t been published up to now… Thus, the given collection reperesents: Tsira Gogeshvili’s poetical world far more fully and completely than the previous ones… * Tsira Gogeshvili _born in 1959, Tbilisi. Graduated from GPI - The Polytechnical Institute of Georgia; The department of Chemical Technology and Automation) . Was a student at the department of Journalism of the faculty of public Affairs. Has set to music a lot her own poems. Is married and has two children- Anna and Avto.)
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When a cherry garden has ceased breath... When dandelions falling lasts from heavens...…
A poet is a grown-up child, anyhow, He couldn’t compose, otherwise… A poet is an adorer of queerness, A bit - willful, a bit - precise……
Unfortunately some did not have any toy In the childhood... Exchange, they now play with alive toys…
Always will be a road, And, not only one, You can even, have closed…
A Lyre From Parnassus As we were gone hopelessly above in the sky...…
I am a certain poetess Strewing about the rhymes. My heart blazes on and on, Its fire burns at all times.…
My impatient fate Approaches me, Stepping zealously On the air.…
Angels Don't Get Tired You have got tired of a song the singer? !…
Another- flowers of autumn If its seems to you so pale.. And if their secret is light... Also to soul has not reached...…
Why same clown cries inside dream - As most the missing businessman, Its laughter actions it's lost gradually, But elements of verses -is naturally...
Puzzling dialogues grow facile, April is a month of dates, The cherry-plum blossoms in April, And for the love it happily waits.…
Sunlight morning is pink- Peaceful like a ridge, Though, eternal fires burned Of the phoenix wing...
As Allegro Of Winter As trees look without leaves,…
Where you have lost your muse, where - When you loved last time, remember- What colour was then- a flower of dream- which song sang at past night, moon as man-…
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