Artworks

STUS. A Narrative Poem

The poem  «Stus. A Narrative Poem» , was published by  Glagoslav Publications  in London in 2025. The edition includes the…

2 months ago

The Clockmaker Sylvester

In a small town, where the rooftops dozed under the moonlight, there lived a unique master of clockmaking — Sylvester.…

3 months ago

JOSEPH AND JACOB

JOSEPH AND JACOBpoemPrologueYou are a stubborn people, but I brought you outfrom Egypt, and if it weren't for Moses, for…

3 months ago

“How can we ensure that the soul, unable to cope with the present…”

How can we ensure that the soul, unable to cope with the present, does not leave us prematurely and return…

4 months ago

Notes in the margins of consciousness

Despite the fact that the Creator made us in His image and likeness, we must not forget that the Creator…

4 months ago

“Insomnia of love…”

*** Insomnia of love, war insomnia. Many suffering  ringing of night-time hearts, where so homeless and so priceless is the…

5 months ago

“Let’s split in half — the window’s light…”

* * * Let’s split in half — the window’s light, the cluttered past we left behind, a glass of…

6 months ago

“The land of wheat fields…”

*** The land of wheat fields, the edge of the plains, children, sing — but know this: on this earth,…

6 months ago

“Time became a lump in the throat…”

*** Time became a lump in the throat, a tower, a skyscraper that grows and breaks through the unlived life,…

6 months ago

“The days of remembrance have passed…”

*** The days of remembrance have passed, May rains — tears of those on Earth, and the ashes of the…

6 months ago

Notes from Wartime

The bilingual poetry collection «Notatki z czasu wojny / Notes from Wartime», created in a creative collaboration between Ukrainian poet Oleksandr Korotko and…

7 months ago

“In the hallway  of unaccustomed nights…”

In the hallway  of unaccustomed nights and frank of expectation smelled alive, but none of them dared any of them …

8 months ago

“The moonlit shore of the sun…”

* * *The moonlit shore of the sun,a promenade of hallucinationswith the night tidesand the tides of loneliness,where in the…

8 months ago

“Pre-war summer of booksellers…”

* * * Pre-war summer of booksellers. Time has passed, and a happy life has passed between fingers. The war…

8 months ago

THE GOTHIC FLAVOUR OF MADNESS

The long, lonely streets of time - manic and tragic  with chimes  with chimes beating in hearts, that lead  to…

9 months ago

“Prediction as prayer …”

* * * Prediction as prayer - white magic rebellion over the madness of black magic at the point of…

9 months ago