Mobile Photography & Art – Saturday Poetry ‘Heaven’ by Tatiana Vinogradova
This weeks Saturday Poetry, matched with mobile photography/art is entitled ‘Heaven’ by Tatiana Vinogradova and she was recommended to me by talented mobile artist Katya Rosenzweig. This week is different for this reason and also for another, Tatiana Vinogradova has also created her own artwork to accompany the poem! This poem was translated into English by talented philosopher Anton Yakovlev.
Poet, critic, graphic artist Vinogradova was born in Moscow, Russia on Jan.15 1965. She graduated from the Journalist dept of Moscow State Lomonosov University in 1990. Took the post-graduate course at Philological dept of the same University and in 1997 defended the Ph.D. thesis on Russian rock-poetry. She is also a Member of Moscow Writers Union since 2002, member of International Federation of Artists, Member of Moscow Organization of Literators.
Laureate of “Tivoly. Europa. Giovanni” contest (Roma,1997), laureate of the “Dety Ra” (“Children of Ra”) magazine (Moscow, 2011), winner of the 1st and the 2nd Festivals of Literary Experimentation (Moscow, 2019, 2020).
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‘Heaven’
… And in heaven we’ll meet everyone we loved.
Even the cats.
And we will see everything we wanted to see
but didn’t get around to in life.
Even God.
And there will also be flowers
never given to us by those
whom we so…
And they will also be there.
And we will have time for them all,
and they will have time for us,
because there’s plenty of time in heaven – all of eternity.
And no one will ever be jealous,
and no one will fall into depression,
and no one will take their own death
or banish themselves from heaven
claiming they’re fed up with playing the harp.
Because we all
Have nowhere
left
to go.
… And if anyone doesn’t like the harp,
they will be given a drum set.
Because Lord’s mercy knows no bounds.