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****<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vireleva vaikuse viheluses,
sombuses keskp\u00e4eva kerges lumega kaetuna
rohelise kevadet ootava vaiba all,
on ootamas suures kiheluses
kevadet, ma nagu juba tunneksin Sind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tuttavat lindude laulu hing aimates
kosutab m\u00f5tteid p\u00f5hjatuult vaadates m\u00e4nd,
ja kaugemal kasepuu kiikuvas tuules
on soe sarnane tuttavlik ind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
L\u00e4bi k\u00fclma akna
kaetud tulpide veel avamata rohekas \u00f5is,
uut tuulepuhangut oodates ja taeva mahedaid
ning synk mustreid vaadates,
on endas k\u00f5ik suurem mis n\u00e4is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
****<\/p>\n\n\n\n
(17.Feb.2024)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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35 \u00d7 20 \u00d7 15 cm (H \u00d7 W \u00d7 D)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n
****<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K\u00f5rvuni on armunu, ja silmis elektroodi s\u00e4ra, Arm on maailmast pimestanud, puhta \u00e4ra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nagu keevitaja pilt on must ja kuhu minna, ainult s\u00e4ra n\u00e4itab ust.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Armunul on maskiks p\u00fcksid ees, k\u00f5rvuni on esimene tunne, kauaks j\u00e4tkub seda elektroodi veel?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
****<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Head over heels in love, with a sparkle in the eyes like an electrode’s glow, Love has blinded from the world, leaving it pure, in its radiant throw. Like a welder’s image in darkness, where to go, the path is unclear, Only the gleam reveals a door, beckoning, crystal clear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In love, the trousers are a mask, concealing the passionate flame, From head to toe, the first emotion, how long will this electrode’s dance remain?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
****<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Welding at 2000<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Poetry at 2023<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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****<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vask tihke raksatus,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
k\u00fclm kargeks s\u00f6\u00f6nud tihedaks
kasvanud kasepuu<\/p>\n\n\n\n
ja suud andes j\u00e4ik k\u00fclmale vindunud,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
on torm l\u00fckanud
tuul tumepilvedesse vasekarva kuu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Rahu ja raju,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
lebada ei saa,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
niisama s\u00fcnnitusvaludes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
karjudes ja \u00f5hku peoga krabades,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
v\u00e4simust pole v\u00e4sides.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
19 jan. 2024<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tartus<\/p>\n\n\n\n
****<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nutt nurgas vuhiseb tuul,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
akna paistes kuu varjude mustrite sees on puu ja<\/p>\n\n\n\n
oksad mis seistes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Und vaikides puistab vilin, keda kuulen on sahinas toas,
teised hingavad magades nohinad suud,
ja see unetu vilin on ikka.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
II.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Aeg keerutab r\u00fctmilist naginal itta ja
vaikides k\u00f5rvas on pinin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maalides silmade j\u00f5uga on kehas,
k\u00f5ik loogika vastame ulgudes tirib.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tumesinise pintsliga suure l\u00f5uendi sahinal
mentaalne kurbusest r\u00f5\u00f5mu valmistav kiht.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
19 jan.2024<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tartus<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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****<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Miks kiindumus on tulema nii kergelt kange,<\/p>\n\n\n\n kallistab ja hellitab, hoiab visalt kinni, hoides oma vange.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kiiruga, kui saabudes rongilt maha astudes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n vaevalt m\u00e4rgates ja tuules justkui sahistab,<\/p>\n\n\n\n p\u00e4rast pikalt, piinlikult s\u00fcdant venitades, t\u00f5mbab n\u00e4htamatult armutuna sange.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Voodisse end visates, justkui tahaks langeda ja \u00e4rgata,<\/p>\n\n\n\n kui soojus on puistand s\u00fcdamesse k\u00fclmi lumehelbeid hinge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kustutada vaid, kui kirjutades tahaks neid, ja heidaks k\u00fclma hange.<\/p>\n\n\n\n 25. aug. 2024<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kuidagi aeg mis tahab<\/p>\n\n\n\n on nahka pehmelt kortsunud s\u00f5rmedel, ma vaatan<\/p>\n\n\n\n See l\u00f5hn mis s\u00f5rmede vahelt<\/p>\n\n\n\n on k\u00fc\u00fcnal p\u00f5letanud kuuse oksa veel<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ja vahasse vajunud vana taht<\/p>\n\n\n\n lendm\u00f5tteisse kiindudes r\u00fc\u00fcbanud praht<\/p>\n\n\n\n On j\u00e4rele vaid suits mis sinaka vinega vaatab<\/p>\n\n\n\n mu m\u00f5tete sisse avatud keermega kunst<\/p>\n\n\n\n See luues on toon k\u00f5veras istudes tulekus<\/p>\n\n\n\n jalg p\u00f5lvega diivani \u00e4\u00e4rel olekus<\/p>\n\n\n\n Viiulil kergelt on m\u00e4nglemas Bach.<\/p>\n\n\n\n dets. 2023<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00f6\u00f6p nipsti kandikult libises, hetk m\u00f5tles aegu kuldseid<\/p>\n\n\n\n kuis k\u00fclmal p\u00e4ikselisel lumel sammus minu mantli kandja.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ta peatus ja hetk mil kandik kandis mind on j\u00e4\u00e4nud siia kalaranda.<\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00f6\u00f6p libisedes s\u00f5rme vahelt kadus<\/p>\n\n\n\n ja teadvusetult veeres kuhugile sinna,<\/p>\n\n\n\n kus mantlikandjal polnud eales aega ega minna.<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00fc\u00fcd kandikuna m\u00f5eldes, suurest armust ettekandja ajastatud<\/p>\n\n\n\n viimast teenet rahuldada p\u00fc\u00fcdes:<\/p>\n\n\n\n Olen s\u00e4rav heleroheline helk ja kandev,<\/p>\n\n\n\n mantlikandja n\u00f6\u00f6bi toon ma ettekndja punapalgel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rannajoon on juba n\u00e4ha, olen lahke, olen uhke olen andev.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ettekandja viimast komistavat pilku n\u00e4hes<\/p>\n\n\n\n justkui meri oleks tuulest visand laine<\/p>\n\n\n\n ja eksimatult astub kalamehe pange.<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n Aeg lennanud on vastu kaua,<\/p>\n\n\n\n teretanud k\u00f5ik on k\u00e4si tasku,<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u00fcks unistaja viimaks leidnud meid ja luitanud on lained liiv.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Pleekind tujudest puhtaks pesnud kujud,<\/p>\n\n\n\n armastus kullana kandikule kandmas n\u00f6\u00f6pi<\/p>\n\n\n\n nagu sina mind ja mina sind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n K\u00e4rbestel on hommikul s\u00f5brad kivil istumas,<\/p>\n\n\n\n kange seljaga kajakas jahib rannas ulpivaid kalu. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Kunagi sellest aknast vaatav v\u00e4lja madrus<\/p>\n\n\n\n kehitas \u00f4lgu ja aken kadus. <\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00fc\u00fcd karvaseks merelaine poolt on k\u00f4ige paksem klaas randa h\u00f5\u00f5rund kival.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u00dclej\u00e4\u00e4nud vrakki kannab merep\u00f5hjas ankrusse vajund n\u00e4kiline neiu, laevaninaks vorminud on skulptori kujuteldav kunsti ihar. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Veits sibab, see hilissuve h\u00f5nguline vihm mis puude juurte lehe l\u00f5hnaline, \u00f5itsva mere\u00e4\u00e4rse n\u00f5gese n\u00f5tk, justkui selga t\u00f5mmanud vana augulise s\u00e4rgi on pilv, <\/p>\n\n\n\n ja puude varjudes hingub auru sooja, tagasi tahab minna sinna taeva. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Imeline v\u00e4rskus hinge heasti r\u00f5hub ja kuivatab p\u00e4ike seljas m\u00e4rgunud augulise s\u00e4rgi. <\/p>\n\n\n\n T\u00f5mmand on meremaa ja taevas linna hommiku t\u00e4navate uitamise m\u00e4rgi, varbad paljad sopaloigus jalutamas pl\u00e4tu. <\/p>\n\n\n\n 16.jul. 2024 Tallinna vanalinna t\u00e3naval ja Soome lahe \u00e4\u00e4res veits istudes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n J.<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" **** Vireleva vaikuse viheluses,sombuses keskp\u00e4eva kerges lumega kaetunarohelise kevadet ootava vaiba all,on ootamas suures kiheluseskevadet, ma nagu juba tunneksin Sind. 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*Button & Tray* Mixed media in poetry
2003, 2023-2025<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/kristjanjuusu.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/graphics_kristjan-juusu_1999.drypoint_kuivnoel-scaled.jpg\")