Zamirbek Osorov - The autopilot of Superposition. Selected poems

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Try to do the same on his small level.
Love also has its hidden formula, cod and mission,
if you have a strong power and great passion
you might able to do it relive and save for life the dear one
who look now maybe as the world before its born.
Or try to resurrect our people and country
that too long suffered from lack of perfect knowledge and love
for creating sustained and stable community,
pressed out by abundant black will,
jealous and hatred
on the base of dark ignorance.

Messier Sagittarius of airy kisses

To Santa Johanson

I kiss you, regardless of huge distances in space and time
that divided us
since your departing,
my lips break all known physical laws,
they became like Black Hole,
as the God of our Galaxy,
which pulls to itself all and creats worlds and spaces,
messier Sagittarius,
supporting all our distances, sunrises and sunsets,
who twists and turns as he wished all our past, present and future,
oh yeah, my lips were able to reach you, my joy,
select you out from this continuum of continuous decay,
increasing entropy and old age,
returning us to the most wonderful evergreen years —
they are by some miracle
found you
beating thousands of kilometers at once
and exactly fit in and stick tightly to your lips
when you are walking among the streets of your city,
like some sucker of supergiant space tentacles,
as antennas of an interstellar ship
which locate and investigate unknown void of space,
so densely packed by high energies
and made up the exact calculation of your coordinates
come down to you from heaven,
while all the other parts of my body and soul
remained there – far behind
and have no idea where you are and what doing now and did before,
my lips like hungry hypersensitive leeches,
having made this mind-blowing plunge and breakthrough,
tightly pressed against your tender lips
creating this amazing bridge
between our continents, countries and worlds.

I want to be this powerful Electron

Yes, I want to be this powerful Electron, which can instantly reach you in time and space – maybe in that cherished reality where we both were in a better form – younger, healthier and full of life, hopes and joys – not so tired, helpless and faded from the rough grasp and harsh face of this life.

Electron, my tiny immortal friend, knows how to do this and how to change our past and correct its grave mistakes, tragic consequences and retreats, how to update our present and make our near future so fascinatedly moving towards endless happiness and joy.

Yes, of course, my dear love, Electron is able to show me the very route that leads me to a wonderful kingdom and palaces of evergreen life and happiness – somewhere deep under water, where the daughter of Ocean waited for me to hold my words what I promised her so long.

The country of blossoming positiveness

To Erica Bruce

The Swiss are so obsessed with art and beauty and a warm attitude to everything around them
that even their streets resembling
the paintings of Picasso
from early bright period,
or the works of colorful and light Cézanne.

They, seems to me, simply do not know to live differently,
hardwired strongly – implicitly and explicitly-
to perform, replicate and master
such kind of behavior —
as a result, the whole country
turns into a masterpiece picture,
or an endless beauty museum,
or, if someone likes it better,
for a sanatorium, resort,
where you can heal your shaky nerves a little
and where absolutely everything
will calm you down and bring you to normal condition.

Alas, that so many other countries and nation
simply do not get into this deep secret of all Swiss achievements,
turning own keen attentions only to banks, plants, watches, chemistries
and other economical and business infrastructure.

Ode to America

(Extract from “Eleanor Rigby II”)

The poem written on the ancient style of Kyrgyz poetry, glorifying natural phenomena’s, blesses and treasures like Sun, an abundance of fresh water, beautiful landscapes in Ala-Too (another name of Kyrgyzstan, the central part of Central Asia, and such human qualities as Wiseness, Kindness, Honesty. Hospitality.

The great Kyrgyz poet of XIX century Jenijok very well-known with the poem (ode) “Mountain River”, another of his famous contemporaries – poet Barpy was well known as the creator great odes to Love, Friendship, Honesty, Justice, and the poet-botanist Chop akyn (the poet of grasses) sang exceptionally about the richness of flora of Ala-Too. As mentioned his friend Jenijok in one poem, Chop akyn created in poetic form the idiosyncratic encyclopedia, which carefully labeled, classified about 400 mountain vegetables and flowers which might be useful for cure great number of various illnesses.

So I decided too, on the shoulders of my great predecessors, make own step ahead and singing about the really worthy phenomena in my epoch and time, believed firmly that Democracy and its values and laws and receipts for implementing might be featured as an extra valuable thing in our world. Even though our Kyrgyzstan could not able to do real step toward Democracy in the past three decades of Independence, nevertheless our experiences, hopes, up and downs, our inspirations, and bitter regrets had not been lost and useless and, maybe, soon we or our next generation will able to get a much better result.

America, you are really the wise nation and state

who knew from the very beginning about the right way

for your citizens

and established the self-governing principles

overfilled with various richness and achievements

as the great effect from the good historical decision and distinctness.

You more than anyone else helped to suffer world.

Yes, your wealth and resources are limitless

and at the same time, you are modestly looking,

and your governor and millionaires

never lost their head from their power and wealth,

and your presidents never changed into the bad and cursed guys

never stole the common properties

and after resigning or toppling

never left their countries with billions,

which were stolen from nations and put secretly in Switzerland’s banks.

America, you are a really wise and good nation

that knows all the secrets of powerful and skillful government

if your leaders make mistakes, you quickly correct them

on the various levels of your great country.

That’s why you have never lost the right direction and hopes,

that so often happened with the other unhappy countries.

which have been totally dependent on the will of their leaders,

that ordinarily used it to do what they wanted

and forgot completely about quality service and competence,

about people’s will, fate, life and credence

and ended badly, cursed by them and history.

So I tell you long live, America,

governed by the people since the XYIII century.

Although you have made mistakes, misleading by bad politics

with bad conceptions and wrong ideas sometimes,

nevertheless, this nature and spirit of a great nation

have grown and nurtured in freedom

recovered rapidly and found the exact way for goodness,

risen again and again as immortal Phoenix

in better shape, holistic and healthy lifestyle then it was before the crisis.

That is the magic of democracy and freedom

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