Velimir Khlebnikov



Tsarskoe Selo

by Velimir Khlebnikov When the Tsars came out, Because it was winter Over the roofs of the palace, Lifting their heads to the stars, The royal regiment slunk along, like a wolf, Behind the crowned head On all fours through …

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Velimir Khlebnikov and ‘Displacement’ as Poetics

For Khlebnikov, the theoretical foundation does not exactly sum up his aesthetics and ideas, but is more of a code to slovotvorchestvo (Futurist ‘word creation’), where ‘languages will remain for art and will be freed from a humiliating burden, [that] we are tired from hearing.’

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