A 'Found Poem' Dear friend in India, Sangeetha, my partner in crime, a hug's the best drug. Jerusalem surprised by snow; after visiting her child abroad, she returned to a changed Russia. Unlike Santa Claus, Ded Moroz wears outfits of various colors. Tomorrow he will die again. Sweetheart, be careful! Raw? Pardon my French, please.… Continue reading Trees find purchase, or: One ray of quiet sunshine
A haibun My wife, having grown up in Russia, is very attached to celebrating Novy God (the Gregorian New Year). Every year, she prepares several Russian-style salads, purchases gifts for our daughter, and hangs lights around the apartment. I'm not opposed to any of this, but I don't identify with it. Still, the food is… Continue reading New Year’s, or: Novy God
An American sentence: Unlike Santa Claus, Ded Moroz wears outfits of various colors. Ded Moroz (Grandfather Frost) Santa Claus and Ded Moroz have several superficial similarities: they’re old white men with long white beards, wearing heavy coats with white trim, giving out presents to the good little children... Nonetheless, Ded Moroz has a few distinctly… Continue reading Ded Moroz, or: Santa Claus
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