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Thursday, February 23, 2023

a moving grove

 

a moving grove

take all your belongings
everything that’s yours
split lips cut knees
the cracked jar of a head from which
memory slowly seeps and all you can
leave just leave behind


One year after Russia's invasion of Ukraine, poet Iryna Shuvalova proposes an aesthetics of escape.

Read the poem, translated from the Ukrainian by Uilleam Blacker

the individual, not the collective, is the proper unit of moral concern.

  Friend,   Two hundred fifty years of a country built on an idea nobody had tried at scale before: that the individual, not the collective,...