and now he has moved on. a tribute to a poet, a national consciousness, a man who had barbs and a heart to love

he formed the definition of what poet is, in my world. and how to see the world. Imants Ziedonis. The Master of Clarity. Passed on to the next world on this day. i am happy he did. and i hurt, as a poet and as a latvian. let his journey be light. you will have […]

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epic yet again

dear diary, we have not talked for some time, and here i am, all the same. so, i had this … encounter with snow-covered ice and concrete on sunday.

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the taste of home

Vera Polozkova writes голова полна детского неба, розовеющего едва. наблюдаешь, как боль, утратив свои права, вынимается прочь из тела, словно из тесного рукава. хорошо через сто лет вернуться домой с войны, обнаружить, что море слушается луны, травы зелены, и что как ты ни бился с миром, всё устояло, кроме разве что сердца матери, выцветшего от […]

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