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Wars.Ukrainians.Humanity

Fresh wounds on the white canvas

It was so hard to lose everything at once that my heart broke apart with pain. The sounds of explosions were coming from every direction, and I could not pull my thoughts together.

Front? Are you sure?
Wars.Ukrainians.Humanity

Front? Are you sure?

The word “front” in the dictionary of the Ukrainian language has got nine meanings. That is incredibly a lot, since when I normally work with texts and check specific words, they have several lexical meanings.

It is impossible to say “Goodbye!”
Wars.Ukrainians.Humanity

It is impossible to say “Goodbye!”

Having a separate place at a Ukrainian cemetery is considered to be a luxury today. To bury a person following the rites we had before the outbreak of the great war is mere luck.

One Morning, After a Fitful Sleep
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One Morning, After a Fitful Sleep

October 10; 229th day of the war. This Monday in Ukraine started with yet another massive missile strike. 07:30 am: air raid alerts all over the continental area of Ukraine.

People with the Verb ‘To Live’
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People with the Verb ‘To Live’

The presentation of People with Verbs, Kateryna Kalytko’s new poetry collection, in Kyiv gathers a large audience. People are filling up the chamber hall of Molodyy Theater.

​​It Is Scary But…
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​​It Is Scary But…

My sister has a university friend, Ania. It means they have been friends for more than half of their lives. So, I consider Ania my friend, too.

The Thorn Birds
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The Thorn Birds

Azovstal is well-known not only in Ukraine. This steel plant is almost ninety years old. For ninety countries across the world, it has been a top producer of steel, mainly exported to Europe.

A Question to the Professor
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A Question to the Professor

I never had friends or acquaintances serving in the Armed Forces of Ukraine. Now I have quite a few of them.

People Are Coming Back
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People Are Coming Back

People are coming back to their villages and towns. They return home, even though they often no longer have one. Their homes turned into skeletons.

These Wounds, They Are Yours
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These Wounds, They Are Yours

It is a country with wounded faces. With the scars that never healed — red rivers are still pouring out of them. Every wrinkle on their skin is a story about life and death.

The Sky and Satan
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The Sky and Satan

Once, the sky was our salvation. People turned to the sky, pleading for justice. The sky could love — but could also deliver just punishment. People went to the heavens to rest in peace.