Tuxedoed, attired immaculately, the high-society gentlemen <br /> Stupefying their faces, brought themselves into a room, <br /> I gave a forced smile, sarcastically ash and darkness remembering: <br /> A new poetic motif unexpectedly breaking the gloom. <br /> <br /> Every line - a slap on the cheek. My voice - torture, atrocity. <br /> Rhymes come together happily. Tongue shows the assonance. <br /> I despise you fiercely, O all you dim luminosities, <br /> And, while despising, I count on global resonance! <br /> <br /> With light youre fogged over evilly, O the luminous audience! <br /> Hidden from you, undeserving ones, is futures horizon youve sought. <br /> In Severyanins time, O all you dim luminosities, <br /> It should be known that since Pushkin came both Blok and Balmont!<br /><br />Igor Severyanin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-luminous-darkness/
