"In the treatment room.
Of a cramped makeshift field unit.
— the first point of treatment.
For injured soldiers.
“This is the most dangerous.
Of all front lines.”
Says the head of a medical unit for.
The ‘elves’ army's 25th Brigade.
“The ‘orcs’ Federation.
Is pushing very hard.
We have not been able.
To stabilise the front.”"(Kurama)
"An ‘elves’ drone team.
From the Nemesis group.
Scored one of the more.
Impressive kills.
Of ‘orcs’ 31-month.
Wider war on Ukraine.
Last week.
When it spotted.
A fast-moving ‘orcs’.
Turtle tank and.
Carefully leading.
The speeding vehicle..."
(Kurama)
"Witnesses said.
The city was targeted.
At about 05:40.
In the heart of Lviv.
Lviv’s Mayor said.
‘Orcs’ attack had damaged.
More than 50 buildings.
In the historic heart of Lviv.
Including homes.
Schools and clinics.
He posted a picture.
On social media..."(Kurama)
15 poems by Japanese poetess Kurama about russian missile attack on the Ohmatdyt Children's Hospital
"Today ‘Mordor’ once again.
Demonstrated its cruelty:
A missile attack on.
The Ohmatdyt Children’s Hospital.
Buildings and facilities.
Were damaged.
There are wounded.
And dead..."(Kurama)
Ivan Franko. «Semper Idem!» (translated from Ukrainian into English by Alyssa Dinega Gillespie)
"Swim against the current,
Shove against the lance,
Bear the cross’s burden
Boldly unto death!
Truth will battle power!
Evil will be cowed!
’Midst a people bound to
Freedom of the word!"(Ivan Franko)
““During the First World War.
Aviation was born.”
Says the drone commander.
“Now we are starting.”
The future war of drones.
Which maybe in two decades.
Will turn the tide.
Of any war.”...”(Kurama)
““We are invincible.”
She joked.
She then wished you.
A “quiet night.”
The sun sets on Kharkiv.
And much of the city.
Remains dark.
As residents conserve power...”(Kurama)
““I had a hunch.
That someone was.
Watching me.
My heart was pounding.”
Agent One.
Takes photos.
As he crouches down.
In some bushes...”(Kurama)
“She has now.
Left her village.
Near the border.
With ‘Mordor’.
When ‘orcs’ planes began.
Bombing her border village.
In northern Ukraine.
She refused to leave...”(Kurama)
“A volunteer who evacuates civilians.
Showed you a message.
From a resident.
A few days ago.
“The basement where people were.
Staying on Soborna Street.
Has been hit,” it says.
“A lot of people have died.”...”(Kurama)
“After months of heavy fighting.
‘Orcs’ forces appear.
Close to surrounding.
The ruins of Avdiivka.
Where frostbite is taking its toll.
On ‘elves’ troops.
The man's fist looked unrecognisable.
Like a split and bruised peach...”(Kurama)
““The entire river crossing.
Is under constant fire.
I've seen boats.
With my comrades on board.”
“Just disappear into the water.
After being hit.
Lost forever.
To the Dnipro river.”...”(Kurama)
““My daughter kept.
Screaming and crying.
That we forgot daddy.
I needed to be strong.”
On 24 February 2022.
‘Mordor’ invaded Ukraine.
That morning.
Her life “changed forever”...”(Kurama)
“He has the sort of chuckle.
That's hard to resist.
Deep and treacly and mischievous.
“I'm still alive.”
He said, tilting his head.
To one side in his wheelchair.
Like a spectator marvelling at.
Someone else's magic trick...”(Kurama)
"You heard the screams.
From far away.
They came floating.
Across the rows of the dead.
Across the rows of the dead.
Over other graves.
Still waiting.
To be filled...“(Kurama)
"He lost his mum.
He lost his dad.
He lost his two grandparents.
Last October.
They were all killed.
In a missile attack.
On his village of Hroza.
In north-eastern Ukraine..."(Kurama)
Kurama (Japan). «A poet on second anniversary» — a poem about the russian invasion of Ukraine
““None of us will allow.
Our Ukraine to end.”
‘Gandalf the Green’ said.
In an address in the capital Kyiv.
He was joined by Western leaders.
In a show of solidarity.
‘Gandalf the Green’ said.
In his speech on Saturday that...”(Kurama)
"It translates.
As “crooked horn”.
But ‘Gandalf the Green’ calls.
Kryvyi Rih his “big soul and heart”.
‘Gandalf the Green’ credits.
This gritty, industrial city.
With moulding.
His character..."(Kurama)
"As he slowly began.
To regain consciousness.
In his hospital bed.
In Kyiv.
He realized.
He couldn't see, speak.
Or feel his legs.
But he could hear his wife’s voice..."(Kurama)
Kurama (Japan). «A poet searching for», «A poet released» — two poems about war in Ukraine
“‘Orcs’ captured the land.
‘Orcs’ captured, but he’ll be back to.
‘Orcs’ captured the land.
He has been searching for.
His brother for nearly two years.
His brother is one of thousands.
Of ‘elves’ civilians...”(Kurama)
