My 2nd Copla Real EPIGRAPH: All has become quiet in Moscow.-Count L. N. Tolstoy (1828 – 1910), 'The Cossacks', 1878 Their fearful faces told him more than what they were too scared to say; he looked from them towards the door, from where she'd been taken away for the crime of uttering, "War." Across the way,… Continue reading Knelt down, or: Stood red tulips
My 1st 'Synchronicity' poem EPIGRAPH: All language is a longing for home.-Rumi (1207 – 1273) I grew up in an immigrant family. At home our tongue was Russian. All my cousins' parents also spoke Russian, but never to my cousins. Only I talked with Babushka and Dedushka in Russian. They liked that. But we are… Continue reading Diaspora, or: Home
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person spontaneously began writing verses back and forth to one another over the Internet. Their first poetry project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their oeuvre, the two decided to continue their creative… Continue reading The Pathya Vat, or: Form verses creativity
Sevenling (Russian was) Russian was always the language of my home and continues to be cuz my wife's from Russia; it's opened doors for me; it's broadened my world. Over the past decade, I've educated Russian speakers; visited family and friends in Russia; discovered Russian folk rock music by Otava Yo. Has Putin ruined all… Continue reading The language of my home, or: Ruined
"Denazify Ukraine"? You've all heard that Putin aims to "denazify" Ukraine, which is absurd on its face, given that Ukraine's President Volodymyr Zelenskyy is Jewish himself and his grandfather lost three brothers in the Holocaust. However, let's put aside the absurdity of this argument for now. What I'd like to focus on is the other… Continue reading Today’s Russians are like Jews in Nazi Germany?
This year, I am attempting to become active on Twitter after having created an account last year to post 365 micropoems. Among other things, this means I will be responding to Twitter poetry prompts. Initially, I wasn't planning on x-posting those here, but then I realized: if I don't save my Twitter poems elsewhere, I'll… Continue reading Mud, Enforce, or: Empire
A "Waltz" poem Inspired by the iambic trimeter of 'My Papa’s Waltz' by Theodore Roethke I've Russian relatives who dance to Putin's hype, minds strained through grotesque sieves 'til nothing's left but tripe. The music they step to flows out through State channels; for them, his version's 'True' - straight from Kremlin annals. They're made… Continue reading To claim, or: Set afire
Senseless, or: Relentless My 1st 'Oseh Shalom' Ukrainian children flee; nuclear power plant set ablaze; senseless, relentless war; please - just stop; let live - Amen. The new 'Oseh Shalom' poetic form I have created a new syllabic form of poetry, based upon the Jewish prayer for peace 'Oseh Shalom', which is sung as a… Continue reading ‘Oseh shalom’, a New Poetic Form