Here she checked herself
in some alarm,
at hearing something
that sounded to her
like the puffing of
a large steam-engine
in the wood near them,
though she feared
it was more likely
to be a wild beast.
‘Are there any lions or tigers
about here?’ she asked timidly.
‘It’s only the Red King
snoring,’ said Tweedledee.
‘Come and look at him!’
the brothers cried,
A man, who lives in.
The city of Zaporizhzhia.
The city of Zaporizhzhia.
Close to the front line.
Said that Monday night was.
“An extremely unpleasant experience”.
“I had four or.
Five hours’ sleep.”
“- there were constant notifications.
Waking me up that.
Drones and cruise missiles.
Were coming,” he said.
Adding that most.
Went past his city.
To western and.
Central regions.
and they took each one of
Alice’s hands,
and led her up to where
the King was sleeping.
‘Isn’t he a lovely sight?’
said Tweedledum.
Alice couldn’t say
honestly that he was.
He had a tall
red night-cap on,
with a tassel, and
he was lying crumpled up
into a sort of untidy heap,
and snoring loud
– ‘fit to snore his head off!’
as Tweedledum remarked.
Power cuts are the new normal.
Zaporizhzhia has around.
10 hours of electricity out.
Of 24, he said.
There is a “general feeling.
Of the lack of civilization”.
He continued.
But said he tries to have.
“An illusion of.
A normal life”.
“An illusion of.
A normal life”.
The temperatures expected.
To fall to.
As low as -7C.
On Wednesday.
‘I’m afraid he’ll catch cold
with lying on the damp grass,’
said Alice, who was
a very thoughtful little girl.
‘He’s dreaming now,’
said Tweedledee:
‘and what do you think
he’s dreaming about?’
Alice said, ‘Nobody
can guess that.’
‘Why, about you!’
Tweedledee exclaimed,
clapping his hands triumphantly.
‘And if he left off
dreaming about you,
where do you suppose you’d be?’
*Because I read “Ukraine loses embattled eastern town” by Alex Smith, Jaroslav Lukiv & Mohamed Madi on 24 Dec 2025, and also “Why are Ukrainians calling Russians ‘orcs’?” by James FitzGerald on 30 Apr 2022, on the BBC news.
So, I wrote this poem as a story of Oleksandr, led by ‘THROUGH the LOOKING-GLASS’ written by Lewis Carroll, you know.
Please read the original story on the BBC news:
Ukraine loses embattled eastern town as Russian advance continues
