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Words for war : new poems from Ukraine /
"The armed conflict in the east of Ukraine brought about an emergence of a distinctive trend in contemporary Ukrainian poetry: the poetry of war. Directly and indirectly, the poems collected in this volume engage with the events and experiences of war, reflecting on the themes of alienation, lo...
| Clasificación: | Libro Electrónico |
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| Otros Autores: | , , |
| Formato: | Electrónico eBook |
| Idioma: | Inglés Ukrainian |
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Boston, MA :
Academic Studies Press,
2017.
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| Colección: | Ukrainian studies (Boston, Mass.)
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| Acceso en línea: | Texto completo |
Tabla de Contenidos:
- Frontmatter
- Contents
- Preface / Rosochinsky, Max / Maksymchuk, Oksana
- Introduction: "Barometers" / Kaminsky, Ilya
- ANASTASIA AFANASIEVA
- she says we don't have the right kind of basement in our building
- You whose inner void
- from Cold
- She Speaks
- On TV the news showed
- from The Plain Sense of Things
- Untitled
- Can there be poetry after
- VASYL HOLOBORODKO
- No Return
- Fly Away in the Shape of a Dandelion Seed
- The Dragon Hillforts
- I Pick up my Footprints
- BORYS HUMENYUK
- Our platoon commander is a strange man
- These seagulls over the battlefield
- When HAIL rocket launchers are firing
- Not a poem in forty days
- An old mulberry tree near Mariupol
- When you clean your weapon
- A Testament
- YURI IZDRYK
- Darkness Invisible
- Make Love
- ALEKSANDR KABANOV
- This is a post on Facebook, and this, a block post in the East
- How I love
- out of harm's way
- A Former Dictator
- He came first wearing a t-shirt inscribed "Je suis Christ"
- In the garden of Gethsemane on the Dnieper river
- A Russian tourist is on vacation
- Fear is a form of the good
- Once upon a time, a Jew says to his prisoner, his Hellenic foe
- KATERYNA KALYTKO
- They won't compose any songs
- April 6
- This loneliness could have a name, an Esther or a Miriam
- Home is still possible there, where they hang laundry out to dry
- He Writes
- Can great things happen to ordinary people?
- LYUDMYLA KHERSONSKA
- Did you know that if you hide under a blanket and pull it over your head
- How to describe a human other than he's alone
- The whole soldier doesn't suffer
- A country in the shape of a puddle, on the map
- Buried in a human neck, a bullet looks like an eye, sewn in
- that's it: you yourself choose how you live
- I planted a camellia in the yard
- One night, a humanitarian convoy arrived in her dream
- When a country of
- overall
- nice people
- Leave me alone, I'm crying. I'm crying, let me be
- the enemy never ends
- every seventh child of ten
- he's a shame
- you really don't remember Grandpa
- but let's say you do
- BORIS KHERSONSKY
- explosions are the new normal, you grow used to them
- all for the battlefront which doesn't really exist
- people carry explosives around the city
- way too long the artillery and the tanks stayed silent in their hangars
- when wars are over we just collapse
- modern warfare is too large for the streets
- My brother brought war to our crippled home
- Bessarabia, Galicia, 1913-1939 Pronouncements
- MARIANNA KIYANOVSKA
- I believed before
- in a tent like in a nest
- we swallowed an air like earth
- I wake up, sigh, and head off to war
- The eye, a bulb that maps its own bed
- Their tissue is coarse, like veins in a petal
- Things swell closed. It's delicious to feel how fully
- Naked agony begets a poison of poisons
- HALYNA KRUK
- A Woman Named Hope
- like a blood clot, something catches him in the rye
- someone stands between you and death
- like a bullet, the Lord saves those who save themselves
- OKSANA LUTSYSHYNA
- eastern europe is a pit of death and decaying plums
- don't touch live flesh
- he asks
- don't help me
- I Dream of Explosions
- VASYL MAKHNO
- February Elegy
- War Generation
- On War
- On Apollinaire
- MARJANA SAVKA
- We wrote poems
- Forgive me, darling, I'm not a fighter
- january pulled him apart
- OSTAP SLYVYNSKY
- Lovers on a Bicycle
- Lieutenant
- Alina
- 1918
- Kicking the Ball in the Dark
- Story (2)
- Latifa
- A Scene from 2014
- Orpheus
- LYUBA YAKIMCHUK
- Died of Old Age
- How I Killed
- Caterpillar
- Decomposition
- He Says Everything Will Be Fine
- Eyebrows
- Funeral Services
- Crow, Wheels
- Knife
- SERHIY ZHADAN
- from STONES
- We speak of the cities we lived in
- Now we remember: janitors and the night-sellers of bread
- from Why I am not on Social Media
- Needle
- Headphones
- Sect
- Rhinoceros
- Third Year into the War
- Three Years Now We've Been Talking about the War
- A guy I know volunteered
- Three years now we've been talking about the war
- So that's what their family is like now
- Sun, terrace, lots of green
- The street. A woman zigzags the street
- Village street
- gas line's broken
- At least now, my friend says
- Thirty-Two Days Without Alcohol
- Take Only What Is Most Important
- Traces of Us
- Afterword: "On Decomposition and Rotten Plums: Language of War in Contemporary Ukrainian Poetry" Polina Barskova
- Authors
- Translators
- Glossary
- Geographical Locations and Places of Significance
- Notes to Poems
- Acknowledgements
- Acknowledgement of Prior Publications
- Index