Trafika Europe 7 - Ukrainian Prayer

Taras Melnychuk

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a blue-eyed hay mower after finishing his mowing sits on a river bank and chats with ears of grain

not far away a plow smiles

to another plow

and the ancestor of the motorcycle – a windmill – plows the sky with its wing

gasping for breath here a poplar tree flees

a band of soldiers once again has stained the dew with blood

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