The First Death You know, There is in our soldierly fate, That first death, Of a classmate, or a friend… We waited for the patrol to return, in the muggy hut, We were silent, Pa… more →
Mikhailych's WeblogMichael Comenetz wrote 1 day ago: An untitled poem of 1854 by A. A. Fet, literally translated, goes something like this. How cool it i … more →
Carolina Maine wrote 2 months ago: I’m not a poet is there really such a thing as a living poet I’m a school teacher I te … more →
Homo Post-Sovieticus wrote 2 months ago: “До свидания, лето!” is the title of a Russian video course for beginners produced by BB … more →
Annette Julia Dunlea wrote 6 months ago: My Book Review: WW11 Poetry—- 5 Star Rating Prussian Nights: A Poem (Bilingual ed. Tr from Ru … more →
robinjester wrote 6 months ago: only one of you reading this will probably appreciate just how glad i am to have found this picture. … more →
mikhailych wrote 7 months ago: The First Death You know, There is in our soldierly fate, That first death, Of a classmate, … more →
Anannya Deb wrote 7 months ago: Starting a new line of blog posts on Poetry. This is essentially inspired by Sanjeev Naik who spends … more →
poetreearborist wrote 8 months ago: Простите ребята мои русские! Я только что заметила кучу комментариев, которые застряли в фильтер спа … more →
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mikhailych wrote 9 months ago: Everyone should check out the newest issue of Ulbandus, Columbia’s Slavic Review: http://www.c … more →
amoonshadow wrote 10 months ago: The complaints choirs got me thinking about this poem – “Another Christmas of Agony … more →
mikhailych wrote 1 year ago: ОСЕНЬ Осень. Скучно. Ветер воет. Мелкий дождь по окнам льет. Ум тоскует; сердце ноет; И душа чего-то … more →
mikhailych wrote 1 year ago: Hi all, my previously posted translation of “My Home” has made its way to http://calquez … more →
mikhailych wrote 1 year ago: This entire evening I will, While suffocating on cigarette smoke, Be tortured by thoughts of certain … more →
mikhailych wrote 1 year ago: We kissed, Cried, And sang. We rushed with bayonets. And in the middle of the charge, The girl in th … more →
mikhailych wrote 1 year ago: Leningrad There are in Leningrad, aside from the sky and the Neva, Wide, empty squares, overgrown fo … more →
mikhailych wrote 1 year ago: My Home In the home where I lived many years, From where I left the winter of the blockade, A light … more →
hecksinductionhour wrote 1 year ago: Sunset: Saint Petersburg, Russia, 19 August 2008. Filmed by Stanislav Mikov, rooftop photographer ex … more →
mikhailych wrote 1 year ago: There was burst of a rain here, Time has stopped. The hours knock helplessly. Grass, grow, you do no … more →