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Olecksandr Korotko

from War on Terror in Ukraine

On the gentle shoulders

of spring

on the soul of my motherland -

of my unbroken


there was not just the

shadow of war

but death

with eyes wide open.

Do not ask

the invaders

what will happen to them

when their dreams


from the bombs that fell

on our towns and villages.

Kyiv, Ukraine, March 2022

Olecksandr Korotko © 2022

Translated by Andrew Sheppard

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