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.
This morning shook my home, from whole prospects of peace at hand. This morning struck me, shattering sense of safety at all. This morning pained Lviv, to decide the only move to fight at once. This morning changed land, just before to focus in Donbas. *Because my friend sent me an email to tell […]
For a moment of life, For a moment of death, A poet left already love for home. For a moment of peace, For a moment of fight, A poet left already Lviv for Luhansk. For a moment of smile, For a moment of sigh, A poet left already love for home. *Because […]
Bleeding. Freeing. Willing. Mariupol. Homeland. Port town. Remain. The only one for me. Bleeding. Freeing. Shielding. Mariupol. Drive a car. Take a train. Over the border. I’ll be back for me. Bleeding. Freeing. Fleeing. Mariupol. Resistant. Prepared town. Theater. Secure for me. Bleeding. Freeing. Squeezed. Mariupol. Azovstal Steel Works. Fortress town. […]
For a breath of a poet, a breeze comes round. ’Cause burn clay to bricks, let winds borrow books! Let burst into bloom of words clay round the Library. ’Cause burn clay to bricks, let rains borrow books! Let burst into bloom of words clay round Chernihiv. *Because my friend sent me an email […]
Aware of a poet? Aware of a poet? A poet of Cossack broods over the land. Not noting a bullet. Not noting a bullet. You see a poet of Cossack in Borodyanka. *Because my friend sent me an email with photos of the monument to Taras Shevchenko in Borodyanka, Kyiv region, which showed us […]
A poet in Kharkiv is standing under bombs. But a poet in Kharkiv is watching over the world. Keep silent! Keep silent! Sirens warn in Kharkiv. But a poet in Kharkiv is a sign of a word. *Because I saw the photo and read the article about “The statue of Taras Shevchenko surrounded with […]
