Through the Loire Valley
Translated by ChatGPT No worries, no cares, no burdens in sight, No car to drive, no coat too tight. We pedal with …
7th of November
Translated by Chat GPT Once, we celebrated The Seventh of November, Cursed the Bolsheviks, And drank more than we’d remember. We despised …
The Black Door
Translated by Chat GPT We don’t gaze at the stars, don’t hear the cicadas, Don’t dance in the warm summer rain. Yet …
To My Parents
Translated by ChatGPT: Substituting his friend Kolya, On a date he couldn’t keep, Kadya met Tanya that evening— And their love took …
Spring Ice
Translated by ChatGPT To Tanya We wandered together on spring’s fragile ice In Komarovo, thirty years past. We trusted our wild and …
The Wind of Fate
To Tanya: Swept in the sea, sails torn and flailing By this relentless Wind of Fate, We never know where we are …