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Words for War
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© 2019 Academic Studies Press, Boston, USA

© 2019 Academic Studies Press, Boston, USA

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  1. Frontmatter i
  2. Contents vii
  3. Preface xiii
  4. Introduction: “Barometers” xix
  5. ANASTASIA AFANASIEVA
  6. she says we don’t have the right kind of basement in our building 2
  7. You whose inner void 4
  8. from Cold 6
  9. She Speaks 8
  10. On TV the news showed 11
  11. from The Plain Sense of Things 12
  12. Untitled 14
  13. Can there be poetry after 17
  14. VASYL HOLOBORODKO
  15. No Return 20
  16. Fly Away in the Shape of a Dandelion Seed 21
  17. The Dragon Hillforts 22
  18. I Pick up my Footprints 24
  19. BORYS HUMENYUK
  20. Our platoon commander is a strange man 28
  21. These seagulls over the battlefield 30
  22. When HAIL rocket launchers are firing 33
  23. Not a poem in forty days 36
  24. An old mulberry tree near Mariupol 39
  25. When you clean your weapon 41
  26. A Testament 42
  27. YURI IZDRYK
  28. Darkness Invisible 48
  29. Make Love 49
  30. ALEKSANDR KABANOV
  31. This is a post on Facebook, and this, a block post in the East 52
  32. How I love — out of harm’s way 53
  33. A Former Dictator 54
  34. He came first wearing a t-shirt inscribed “Je suis Christ” 55
  35. In the garden of Gethsemane on the Dnieper river 56
  36. A Russian tourist is on vacation 57
  37. Fear is a form of the good 58
  38. Once upon a time, a Jew says to his prisoner, his Hellenic foe 59
  39. KATERYNA KALYTKO
  40. They won’t compose any songs 62
  41. April 6 63
  42. This loneliness could have a name, an Esther or a Miriam 65
  43. Home is still possible there, where they hang laundry out to dry 66
  44. He Writes 68
  45. Can great things happen to ordinary people? 70
  46. LYUDMYLA KHERSONSKA
  47. Did you know that if you hide under a blanket and pull it over your head 74
  48. How to describe a human other than he’s alone 75
  49. The whole soldier doesn’t suffer 76
  50. A country in the shape of a puddle, on the map 77
  51. Buried in a human neck, a bullet looks like an eye, sewn in 78
  52. that’s it: you yourself choose how you live 79
  53. I planted a camellia in the yard 80
  54. One night, a humanitarian convoy arrived in her dream 80
  55. When a country of — overall — nice people 81
  56. Leave me alone, I’m crying. I’m crying, let me be 82
  57. the enemy never ends 83
  58. every seventh child of ten — he’s a shame 84
  59. you really don’t remember Grandpa — but let’s say you do 85
  60. BORIS KHERSONSKY
  61. explosions are the new normal, you grow used to them 88
  62. all for the battlefront which doesn’t really exist 89
  63. people carry explosives around the city 90
  64. way too long the artillery and the tanks stayed silent in their hangars 91
  65. when wars are over we just collapse 92
  66. modern warfare is too large for the streets 93
  67. My brother brought war to our crippled home 94
  68. Bessarabia, Galicia, 1913–1939 Pronouncements 94
  69. MARIANNA KIYANOVSKA
  70. I believed before 100
  71. in a tent like in a nest 101
  72. we swallowed an air like earth 102
  73. I wake up, sigh, and head off to war 103
  74. The eye, a bulb that maps its own bed 104
  75. Their tissue is coarse, like veins in a petal 105
  76. Things swell closed. It’s delicious to feel how fully 106
  77. Naked agony begets a poison of poisons 107
  78. HALYNA KRUK
  79. A Woman Named Hope 110
  80. like a blood clot, something catches him in the rye 111
  81. someone stands between you and death 112
  82. like a bullet, the Lord saves those who save themselves 113
  83. OKSANA LUTSYSHYNA
  84. eastern europe is a pit of death and decaying plums 116
  85. don’t touch live flesh 117
  86. he asks — don’t help me 118
  87. I Dream of Explosions 119
  88. VASYL MAKHNO
  89. February Elegy 122
  90. War Generation 123
  91. On War 124
  92. On Apollinaire 125
  93. MARJANA SAVKA
  94. We wrote poems 128
  95. Forgive me, darling, I’m not a fighter 129
  96. january pulled him apart 130
  97. OSTAP SLYVYNSKY
  98. Lovers on a Bicycle 134
  99. Lieutenant 136
  100. Alina 137
  101. 1918 138
  102. Kicking the Ball in the Dark 139
  103. Story (2) 141
  104. Latifa 143
  105. A Scene from 2014 144
  106. Orpheus 145
  107. LYUBA YAKIMCHUK
  108. Died of Old Age 148
  109. How I Killed 149
  110. Caterpillar 150
  111. Decomposition 152
  112. He Says Everything Will Be Fine 154
  113. Eyebrows 155
  114. Funeral Services 156
  115. Crow, Wheels 158
  116. Knife 160
  117. SERHIY ZHADAN
  118. from STONES
  119. We speak of the cities we lived in 164
  120. Now we remember: janitors and the night-sellers of bread 164
  121. from Why I am not on Social Media
  122. Needle 166
  123. Headphones 168
  124. Sect 169
  125. Rhinoceros 171
  126. Third Year into the War 173
  127. Three Years Now We’ve Been Talking about the War
  128. A guy I know volunteered 174
  129. Three years now we’ve been talking about the war 176
  130. So that’s what their family is like now 178
  131. Sun, terrace, lots of green 179
  132. The street. A woman zigzags the street 181
  133. Village street – gas line’s broken 182
  134. At least now, my friend says 183
  135. Thirty-Two Days Without Alcohol 185
  136. Take Only What Is Most Important 187
  137. Traces of Us 189
  138. Afterword: “On Decomposition and Rotten Plums: Language of War in Contemporary Ukrainian Poetry” Polina Barskova 191
  139. Authors 198
  140. Translators 204
  141. Glossary 212
  142. Geographical Locations and Places of Significance 215
  143. Notes to Poems 222
  144. Acknowledgements 233
  145. Acknowledgement of Prior Publications 235
  146. Index 237
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