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VINCENT WON #360

A POET QUEUING

  • Post Date:09/08/2026
  • AS A POET
Nothing, my lord. Nothing. Nothing, my lord. Nothing.     A woman is queuing. To submit an application. At the Administrative Services Centre. And her main concern is.   To get the windows covered. With plastic film quickly. So that the cats. Don’t run away from home.   She also always. Takes shelter. But this […]
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VINCENT WON #360

A POET HIDING

  • Post Date:09/08/2026
  • AS A POET
Here, father, take the shadow of this tree For your good host; pray that the right may thrive:   If I ever I return to you again, I’ll bring you comfort. If I ever     Many local residents. Have said that when. There is a real threat. They often seek shelter.   As this […]
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VINCENT WON #360

A POET COVERED IN GLASS

  • Post Date:09/08/2026
  • AS A POET
Take vantage, heavy eyes, not to behold This shameful lodging.   Fortune, good night: smile once more; turn thy wheel! turn thy wheel!     A woman, from Lviv. Had buried her grandmother. Just three days earlier. Just three days earlier.   She’d been sleeping Poorly ever since. The night before she’d gone. To her […]
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A-sitting On A Gate

A POET SITTING ON A BENCH

  • Post Date:08/08/2026
  • AS A POET
There was a roaring in the wind all night; The rain came heavily and fell in floods;   But now the sun is rising calm and bright; The birds are singing in the distant woods;     Rescue workers are. Using specialist equipment. To clear the rubble. From building number 25.   Whilst all around […]
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VINCENT WON #360

POETS AROUND PATON STREET

  • Post Date:08/08/2026
  • AS A POET
What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be silent. What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be silent.   Then poor Cordelia! And yet no so; since, I am sure, my love’s more richer than my tongue.   Nothing, my lord. Nothing. Nothing, my lord. Nothing.     Paton Street in Lviv. Is cordoned off. Machinery is […]
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Chucky!

A POET ON VYHOVSKY STREET

  • Post Date:08/08/2026
  • AS A POET
‘If that there King was to wake,’ added Tweedledum, ‘you’d go out – bang! – just like a candle!’   ‘I shouldn’t!’ Alice exclaimed indignantly. ‘Besides, if I’m only a sort of thing   in his dream, what are you, I should like to know?’ ‘Ditto,’ said Tweedledum.   ‘Ditto, ditto!’ cried Tweedledee. He shouted […]
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Take care!

POETS VIOLATED

  • Post Date:02/08/2026
  • AS A POET
and she really did rise as she spoke, several inches; but she got hold of   the edge of the table, and managed to pull herself down again.   ‘Take care of yourself!’ screamed the White Queen, seizing Alice’s hair with both her hands. ‘Something’s going to happen!’   And then (as Alice afterwards described […]
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Rest In Peace, Danya...

POETS IN RADUSHNE

  • Update Date:02/08/2026
  • Post Date:01/08/2026
  • AS A POET
‘Hush! You’ll be waking him, I’m afraid, if you make so much noise.’   ‘Well, it’s no use your talking about waking him,’ said Tweedledum, ‘when you’re only   one of the things in his dream. You know very well you’re not real.’   ‘I am real!’ said Alice, and began to cry. ‘I am […]
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Thorny Thrones

A POET CASTLING

  • Post Date:26/07/2026
  • AS A POET
“For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main.   And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light: In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly! But westward, look, the land is […]
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Anna in Cyprus!

POETS IN A NARROW RANGE

  • Post Date:25/07/2026
  • AS A POET
Alice could hardly hear what they said. The King was saying, ‘I assure you, my dear,   I turned cold to the very ends of my whiskers!’ To which the Queen replied. ‘You haven’t got any whiskers.’   ‘The horror of that moment,’ the King went on, ‘I shall never, never forget!’ ‘You will, though,’ […]
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