* * * Let’s split in half — the window’s light, the cluttered past we left behind, a glass of…
*** The land of wheat fields, the edge of the plains, children, sing — but know this: on this earth,…
*** Time became a lump in the throat, a tower, a skyscraper that grows and breaks through the unlived life,…
*** The days of remembrance have passed, May rains — tears of those on Earth, and the ashes of the…
The bilingual poetry collection «Notatki z czasu wojny / Notes from Wartime», created in a creative collaboration between Ukrainian poet Oleksandr Korotko and…
In the hallway of unaccustomed nights and frank of expectation smelled alive, but none of them dared any of them …
* * *The moonlit shore of the sun,a promenade of hallucinationswith the night tidesand the tides of loneliness,where in the…
* * * Pre-war summer of booksellers. Time has passed, and a happy life has passed between fingers. The war…
The long, lonely streets of time - manic and tragic with chimes with chimes beating in hearts, that lead to…
* * * Prediction as prayer - white magic rebellion over the madness of black magic at the point of…
Is it possible to know oneself to such depths where the light of knowledge of Good and Evil does not…
* * * Fraternisation of the Third Rome with the second Babylon-- Sodom and Gomorrah. It's about time. It has…
Destiny, change the record. Our traitor boys have enough black things to do without you. Don't ask what to do…
How did it all start yesterday in Washington? Someone really wanted to trample and humiliate our President. It didn't work!…
* * * One winter less One war more. A memorial is waiting for spring. And the birds will sing…
Hellas of island days lost addresses and oceans of dreams deep as the faint of crucified in a hurry lilacs.…