We moved from Ottawa to Kyiv in August 2006. Here are several poems about it.
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It's 5:30 where my mother lives,
and I think she likes to sleep till 7. -
My brother had no children, he was killed
among the thousands shot at Babyn Yar. -
a warm half moon winks in the eastern sky / the clouds of afternoon have left it clear
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The songs that Baba taught us were full of life, she said;
the land and nature bursting out in hills and verdant farms. -
The old square of Ekaterina
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Wild dogs run freely in Odessa,
they fight over trash behind the opera. -
My friend and I, for more together time,
attended class in "writing" Easter eggs. -
A quiet evening our desire,
we piled some wood, we lit the fire; -
There is nothing in this side of heaven
like the food of Ukraine where I now live.
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Now I know where these poems are gathered, I can look at them more closely
when TIME permits.
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