Category: Ukrainian Poet

• March 29, 2022

  Wooden God’s by Iryna Shuvalova

  

  What did you know my little wooden godsmy cunning golden foxes when my flightleft behindthe gray-black-redNovember field beyond Boryspilthe mirror patches of autumn water what did you seefrom your dusty placeon my bookshelf when Ibrought youpinecones leaves pebblesto thank you for I thoughta new joba successful relocationthe visa finally issuedbut apparently it was for an […]