Tag: Dmitriy Blizniuk

• 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

  Russian

  Dmitriy Blizniuk, Yana Kane-Esrig