Koryu meets Chess

Not Martial Arts but Minerva's Arts. Through a Struggle, be guided by Philosophy, Faith, Art, and Science. Like a Forest from the Olive Tree that Athena, goddess of Wisdom, offered the Greek people a long time ago.

Month: November 2022

POETS RETRIEVING

“We feel grace that the body will finally. Return from the war.” He describes his job as bringing. The dead back from oblivion.   Two young ‘elves’ men have. The grim task of retrieving. The bodies of civilians and soldiers. Killed in this brutal war.   Today they’re in a recently liberated area. In eastern […]

POETS IN AVDIIVKA

‘Elves’ energy infrastructure. Has come under attack from ‘Mordor’. Once again this week. Leaving millions without power.   As temperatures drop below. Freezing around the country. There are fears ‘Mordor’. Is “weaponising winter”.   And nowhere is it clearer. What that might look like. Than at the towns along the front line. In the east. […]

A POET SCROLLING THROUGH PICTURES

She is glad to be alive. And believes she was fated to live. “No matter what, life goes on. And I have an understanding that I must live!”     She was the only person. Inside her house to survive. When it was bombed. By ‘orcs’.   The 48-year-old accountant lived. With her husband in […]

A POET IN VYNOHRADNE

“People should know the truth. About these horrors. So that it will never happen again.” She had been desperate to find her son.     This summer she visited. A mass burial site. At Vynohradne near Mariupol. Looking for him.   She lost her son in the fighting. She doesn’t know what happened to. The […]

A POET DIGGING AT OLD CEMETERY

In early March, a local ecologist. Had been trying to find. A place to bury his father. Who had been killed in the fighting.   He found to his disgust that. The mortuaries were full. He went to the local authorities to ask. Where he could bury his father.   And realising how many others. […]

A POET WITH A JUMPING HEART

My heart is jumping. In front of our bus… My heart is jumping. In front of our bus…   I’ll see my dear son. I’ll see my dear son. My dear son has been in the hospital. He was injured in a heavy battle.   Thank God, all the saints. Thank God, all the saints. […]

A POET ON THE DAY OF DIGNITY AND FREEDOM

Today we celebrate the Day of. Dignity and Freedom. A holiday that shows that for us. Dignity and freedom is a holiday.   The answer to the question of. Who ‘elves’ are and. What is most important to them. Dear people!   I said these words. In the same place. On the same day. Exactly […]

POETS COMPLETELY DESTROYED

A heavily pregnant woman. Being carried. On a stretcher. Through the rubble.   After the maternity hospital. In Mariupol was bombed. It has become a defining photograph. Of the war in the Ukraine.   It symbolised the true horror. Of the conflict and. For a while, no-one knew. Who she was.     “She loved […]

A POET FILTERED SPEEDY

“When we finally escaped and saw. The ‘elves’ fighters and the flag. When we heard ‘elves’ language. Everyone in the bus started to cry.”   “The city does not exist anymore. Even walls. Just huge piles of ruins. I could never have imagined such violence.”     They managed to flee Mariupol last week. Arriving […]

POETS FILTERED IN NIKOLSKE

A 34-year-old history teacher. Had his phone confiscated. At a checkpoint as he tried. To leave Mariupol in late March.   The soldiers came across the word “ruscist”. A play on “Russia” and “fascist”. In a message to a friend. The soldiers slapped and kicked him.   And “everything happened. Because I used that word.” […]