And So I Write My Life - Юлия Шувалова

And So I Write My Life

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10

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2022

"Beyond Borders: A Multilingual Anthology of Poetry by Julia Shuvalova" invites readers on a captivating journey through the realms of language and emotion. This exquisite collection features a harmonious fusion of English and French poems, showcasing the author's exquisite mastery of both tongues. But that's not all – as an added treat, Shuvalova fearlessly showcases her language dexterity by translating her own Russian verses into English, offering readers a unique glimpse into the heart and soul of her profound artistic expression.

With each turn of the page, Shuvalova's words delicately dance across the paper, forming a tapestry of beauty and meaning. From the romantic allure of the English language to the poetic elegance of French, readers will be whisked away into a kaleidoscope of emotions and lyrical melodies. The multilingual nature of this collection not only expands horizons but also celebrates the unifying power of poetry, bridging language barriers and bringing people together in shared appreciation.

Delving deeper into the world behind the verses, readers will discover the intricate nuances of Shuvalova's unique voice, as she weaves her experiences and memories into dazzling tapestries of verse. Her poems exude a profound sense of authenticity, as she fearlessly exposes her soul, inviting readers to explore the complexities of human existence through her eyes. With poignant imagery and profound introspection, Shuvalova's words resonate deep within the reader's heart, leaving an indelible mark long after the book is closed.

"Beyond Borders" stands as a testament to the power of language, showcasing the beauty that emerges when different cultures intertwine. A true literary gem, this collection will enchant poetry enthusiasts and language lovers alike, offering a captivating exploration of the human experience through the diverse lenses of English, French, and Russian. Journey with Julia Shuvalova as she breaks boundaries and unites hearts through her multilingual anthology, leaving an everlasting imprint on the poetic landscape.

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To my family and friends,

With love and gratitude


Preface


It is perhaps unusual to write a preface to a short collection of poems. However, having decided to publish my English and French poems in a book, I thought some pre-emption was necessary.


The poems presented here explore the themes that concern us all, regardless of age and country. Love, the meaning of life, faith, Time, our relations with other people… I certainly regard poetry as a philosophical inquiry into one’s life. This inquiry, however, is of artistic nature, as we do not merely lay out our emotions and ideas, but we present them as an image, an allegory, which the reader has to decipher in order to comprehend and show empathy. Having been influenced by surrealism, as a poet I often exhibit the metaphysical outlook typical of Giorgio de Chirico, which manifests itself even better in my Russian poems. In fact, some of the poems in this collection have been translated from Russian (they are marked by an asterix); some were inspired by paintings, others by music.


As for the reason why one may feel the urge to compose poems in a foreign language, in my case this is not a demonstration of my linguistic prowess. All my life I have been living in a bilingual world, hence it was natural to express myself in any language that felt the most appropriate. And sometimes it was appropriate to use a foreign language. My poems usually come in toto, so if a verse begins in English or French, it gets finished in the same language, too.


In spite of having a few publications under the belt, I was conscious of delivering a collection in English, so I asked my friends to be the readers. Hence it is with their approval that I now happily give this book away to the world. My heartfelt thanks go to Marco Brambilla and Adrian Slatcher, who kindly agreed to be the first readers and gave some valuable comments.


I dedicate this collection to them and to my family that has always been very supportive of my goals and aspirations.


Julia Shuvalova, Moscow, 2022


The Word*


I want to love you, but I know not, how;

To call your name – but is there such a name

That may become you? To the spheres above

I now entrust the knowledge of the same.

I barely hope and yet I almost fear

They will have found the word, and then (alas!)

I will gain power over you to bear,

The power that no mortal ever has.


At the Mirror*


You look into the mirror, and you see

The darkness underneath your loosened hair.

“What am I to myself?” – again you hear

Yourself repeating. All succumbed to sleep,


The elements and beasts. The moon was lit

In the black sky. To your endless steer

No healing to be ever found here.

Oh why have you been left alone with it?!


You tread in sadness on the dingy walk,

Not having found the meaning in the stock.

What is the truth? The truth, indeed, is silence.


For, having seen itself, it’s fallen mute.

And such is now the end of your dispute,

Reflected in the mirror’s sad radiance.


The Field


A stone-throw away from where I live

There is a field a strange rarely visits.

The trenches and landmines disfigured it,

And tender scarlet flowers grow in it.


I’ve long stopped counting how rapidly the field

Expands across the ages and the limits.

Old flowers never die; and life continues: