Category: Russian
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Six Poems by Stanislav Belsky
you carry inside a bounded blizzard’s radiating gear, motors if abrupt movements impoverish cold it’s possible to feel kind of calm
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Eight Poems by Maria Petrovykh
This winter was a vicious one, Ferocious frosts for half a year. Our little town was driven mad As snowdrifts wrapped it to its chest.
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Eight Poems by Dmitriy Blizniuk
reality like a pensive woman winds a strand of hair round a finger. the window is streaked with rain. seems like a bird pattern, long-legged flowing cranes, half-broken stone cattail buildings, rotting waterlily entryways. be sure not to touch anything
