Crow!

It was getting dark

so suddenly that

Alice thought there must be

a thunderstorm coming on.

 

‘What a thick black cloud

that is!’ she said.

‘And how fast it comes!

Why, I do believe it’s got wings!’

 

‘It’s the crow!’

Tweedledum cried out

in a shrill voice

of alarm:

 

and the two brothers

took to their heels

and were out of sight

in a moment.

 

Alice ran a little way

into the wood,

and stopped

under a large tree.

 

‘It can never get at me here,’

she thought:

‘it’s far too large to squeeze

Itself in among the trees.

 

 

An ‘elves’ drone hit.

An upmarket residential.

High-rise in Moscow.

In the early hours.

 

Of Monday.

Causing visible damage.

To the façade of the building.

But no casualties.

 

 

‘Of course you agree

to have a battle?’

Tweedledum said

in a calmer tone.

 

‘I suppose so,’

the other sulkily replied,

as he crawled out

of the umbrella:

 

 

It was the third night.

In a row.

The ‘orcs’ capital came.

Under attack from drones.

 

Days before ‘Mordor’ holds.

A scaled-back parade.

To mark the Soviet Union’s victory.

Over Nazi Germany.

 

 

‘only she must help us

to dress up, you know.’

‘only she must help us

to dress up, you know.’

 

So the two brothers

went off hand-in-hand

into the wood,

and returned in a minute

 

 

An unverified video.

Circulating on social media.

Showed firemen entering.

A heavily damaged flat.

 

Covered in dust and rubble.

With blown-out windows.

Another showed drone debris.

Strewn across the street below.

 

 

with their arms full of things

– such as bolsters, blankets,

hearth-rugs, table-cloths,

dish-covers and coal-scuttles.

 

‘I hope you’re

a good hand at pinning

and tying strings?’

Tweedledum remarked.

 

 

Two other drones.

Were intercepted.

The Mayor said.

Vnukovo and Domodedovo.

 

International airports suspended.

Operations overnight.

A total of 117.

Were intercepted.

 

Over several ‘orcs’ regions.

Between Sunday and Monday.

Between Sunday and Monday.

The ‘orcs’ defence ministry said.

 

Sixty alone were aimed at.

The region of St Petersburg.

In what the regional governor said.

Had been a “massive” attack.

 

 

‘Every one of these things

has got to go on,

somehow or other.’

somehow or other.’

 

Alice said afterwards

she had never seen

such a fuss made about

anything in all her life

 

 

The residential building.

That was hit is located.

In an upscale neighbourhood.

In south-west Moscow.

 

Less than 10km.

From the Kremlin.

And Red Square, where.

Saturday’s parade will be held.

 

 

– the way those two bustled about

– and the quantity of things they put on

– and the trouble they gave her

in tying strings and fastening buttons –

 

‘Really they’ll be more like

bundles of old clothes

than anything else,

by the time they’re ready!’

 

 

‘Elves’ drones have.

Attacked Moscow.

Several times since.

‘Mordor’ launched its invasion.

 

‘Mordor’ launched its invasion.

Of Ukraine.

In February.

2022.

 

 

she said to herself,

as she arranged a bolster

round the neck

of Tweedledee,

 

‘to keep his head

‘to keep his head

from being cut off,’

as he said.

 

 

Drone alerts regularly.

Shut down airports.

On the outskirts.

Of the capital.

 

And disrupt aerial traffic.

But much of the capital.

Is protected by the Pantsir-S.

Surface-to-air missile system.

 

And successful strikes.

So close to the centre.

Are relatively rare.

Are relatively rare.

 

 

‘You know,’ he added very gravely.

‘it’s one of the most serious things

that can possibly happen

to one in a battle

 

– to get one’s head cut off.’

Alice laughed loud:

but she managed to turn it

into a cough,

 

 

Betraying a sense of.

Nervousness ahead of.

The 9 May celebrations.

The Kremlin last week announced.

 

That due to a “terrorist threat”.

From Ukraine.

It would scale back.

The yearly grand military parade.

 

On Red Square.

For the first time since 2008.

No armoured vehicles or.

Missile systems will feature.

 

 

for fear of hurting his feelings.

‘Do I look very pale?’

said Tweedledum, coming up

to have his helmet tied on.

 

(He called it a helmet,

though it certainly looked

much more like a saucepan.)

‘Well – yes – a little,’

 

 

On Monday.

‘Mordor’ unilaterally.

Declared a ceasefire.

With Ukraine.

 

On 8 and 9 May.

To cover the celebrations.

At the same time.

At the same time.

 

The ‘orcs’ defence ministry.

Threatened a massive retaliatory.

Strike on the centre.

Of Kyiv.

 

Strike on the centre.

Of Kyiv.

If Ukraine tried to disrupt.

Its Victory Day celebrations.

 

 

Alice replied gently.

‘I’m very brave generally,’

he went on in a low voice:

‘only to-day I happen to have a headache.’

 

‘And I’ve got a toothache!’

said Tweedledee,

who had overheard the remark.

‘I’m far worse than you!’

 

 

Several local phone operators.

Announced that.

Mobile internet will be.

Restricted in Moscow.

 

For much of the week ahead.

For “security reasons”.

‘Orcs’ media reported.

On Monday.

 

 

‘Then you’d better not fight to-day,’

said Alice thinking it

a good opportunity

to make a peace.

 

‘We must have a bit of a fight,

but I don’t care about

going on long,’

said Tweedledum.

 

 

‘Gandalf the Green’ said.

The Kremlin was afraid that.

“Drones will fly.

Over Red Square.”

 

“Drones will fly.

Over Red Square.”

“This is telling…

We need to keep up the pressure.”

 

 

‘What’s the time now?’

Tweedledee looked at

his watch, and said

‘Half-past four.’

 

‘Let’s fight till six,

and then have dinner,’

said Tweedledum.

‘Very well,’ the other said,

 

 

He later dismissed.

An idea of.

A one-day ceasefire.

As “not serious”.

 

And said Kyiv had not.

Received any official proposal.

He said Ukraine.

Would observe.

 

Its own ceasefire.

“Starting at 00:00.

On the night of.

May 5–6”.

 

 

rather sadly:

‘and she can watch us

– only you’d better not come

very close,’ he added:

 

‘I generally hit everything

I can see

– when I get really excited.’

– when I get really excited.’

 

 

Since the start of the war.

Ukraine has developed.

An arsenal of.

Long-range drones.

 

Which are often able to.

Hit targets.

Many hundreds of miles.

From its borders.

 

 

‘And I hit everything

within reach,’ cried Tweedledum,

‘whether I can see it or not.’

Alice laughed.

 

‘You must hit the trees pretty often,

I should think,’ she said.

Tweedledum looked round him

with a satisfied smile.

 

 

Such drones now.

Routinely hit.

Energy infrastructure.

And refineries.

 

Across ‘Mordor’.

With the aim of.

Slashing ‘orcs’ oil.

Production and revenue.

 

 

‘I don’t suppose,’ he said.

‘there’ll be a tree left standing,

for ever so far round,

by the time we’ve finished!’

 

‘And all about a rattle!’

said Alice still hoping

to make them a little ashamed

of fighting for such a trifle.

 

 

On Sunday.

‘Gandalf the Green’ said.

Three ‘orcs’ oil tankers.

A cruise-missile carrier warship.

 

And a patrol boat.

Had been struck.

In separate attacks.

On two ‘orcs’ ports.

 

The tankers were part of.

‘Orcs’ “shadow fleet”.

Used to evade.

Western sanctions.

 

Imposed over ‘Mordor’’s.

Full-scale invasion.

Launched in 2022.

‘Gandalf the Green’ said.

 

 

‘I shouldn’t have minded

It so much,’

said Tweedledum,

‘if it hadn’t been a new one.’

 

‘I wish the monstrous crow

would come!’ thought Alice.

‘I wish the monstrous crow

would come!’ thought Alice.

 

 

For its part.

‘Mordor’ continues.

To launch deadly.

Aerial attacks.

 

On ‘elves’ cities.

On a daily basis.

On Monday.

‘Elves’ authorities said.

 

Four people were killed.

And 18 were injured.

In a missile strike.

Near Kharkiv.

 

In a missile strike.

Near Kharkiv.

Close to the border.

With ‘Mordor’.

 

 

‘There’s only one sword,

you know,’ Tweedledum said

to his brother:

‘but you can have the umbrella

 

– it’s quite as sharp.

Only we must begin quick.

It’s getting as dark as it can.’

‘And darker,’ said Tweedledee.

 

It was getting dark

so suddenly that

Alice thought there must be

a thunderstorm coming on.

 

‘What a thick black cloud

that is!’ she said.

‘And how fast it comes!

Why, I do believe it’s got wings!’

 

‘It’s the crow!’

Tweedledum cried out

in a shrill voice

of alarm:

 

and the two brothers

took to their heels

and were out of sight

in a moment.

 

 

*Because I read “Ukrainian drone hits upmarket Moscow high-rise ahead of Victory Day celebrations” by Laura Gozzi on 5 May 2026, and also “Why are Ukrainians calling Russians ‘orcs’?” by James FitzGerald on 30 Apr 2022, on the BBC news.
So, I wrote this poem, led by ‘THROUGH the LOOKING-GLASS’ written by Lewis Carroll, you know.
Please read the original story on the BBC news:

Ukrainian drone hits upmarket Moscow high-rise ahead of Victory Day celebrations