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