““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)
"No face, no name.
But minds.
Welcome to secret classes.
In Melitopol.
Like millions of other ‘elves’.
In the early weeks of.
‘Orcs’ full-scale invasion of Ukraine.
She was forced from her home...°(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)
"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)
Kurama (Japan). «Poets in Zenith» — a poem about the russian invasion of Ukraine (Avdiivka)
"While he and others were trying to reach.
Their main position in Avdiivka.
Six people were left.
Behind at Zenith.
Five were wounded and couldn't walk.
Including a paramedic.
A sniper.
And an anti-tank fighter..."Kurama (Japan)
Олександр Висоцький. Поезії про війну
"— Алло, привіт, розкажи мені, як ти?
Країна, що варта усіх галактик
Моя незалежна, доросла держава…
Розкажи мені, як ти? Як твої справи?
— Привіт, я в порядку, поруч з народом.
Відтепер, вiн синонім до слова «Свобода»
І це — є найвища винагорода,
Яку не придбаєш за нафту чи газ.
А сусіда мого охоплює сказ…"(Олександр Висоцький)
“Soldiers, of course.
Have the advantage.
Of armour.
Civilians do not.
And around Kupiansk.
The city ‘elves’ recaptured last September.
‘Orcs’ guns are again.
Shelling people's homes...”(Kurama)
"У спадок дід лишив мені державу!
А потім ще й рушницю залишив...
Він добре знав, які часи для нас настануть,
Про це він часто з слізьми говорив...
......
Мій діду, Слава Україні!
Тримай за нас увесь небесний полк!
Вже скоро сонце зустрічатиме гостинно
Незламний ворогом, нескорений Народ!"(Софія Федина-Прилуцька)
““Everything will be fine.”
“Everything will be fine.”
You realise they are more than.
Simply words to this family.
“Everything will be fine.”
“Everything will be fine.”
They are an enduring act of faith.
The war has not destroyed...”(Kurama)
““We will make it, rest assured.”
Her dairy farm in Afanasiivka.
Was engulfed by water.
After the Kakhovka dam burst in June.
When she heard about the dam collapse.
She knew it was only a matter of time.
Before her village, Afanasiivka.
Would be flooded...”(Kurama)
"It is still dark.
When an early train pulls.
Into the station.
In central Ukraine.
And aid workers crowd expectantly.
Around one of the carriages.
The doors then open.
And a small child steps into the platform light..."(Kurama)
"A 17-year-old ‘elf’.
Who was moved.
From Ukraine to ‘Mordor’.
Found out recently.
He was facing the prospect.
Of being conscripted.
Into the army fighting against.
The country of his birth..."(Kurama)
