Chains the most outstanding ones to prisons
Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2025 3:35 am
There is no poetry without conflict, in some cases personal, when explosions under the skin and the brain attacked by pain simply have nowhere to evacuate. And as much as jealous men lock beautiful wives in cages, so much history, loving poets, . I do not want to wish Elena prison. Poets are already locked between the spiritual obscurantism of the people, who are panickingly afraid of freedoms and childishly and thoughtlessly demonstrate on occasion a model of cruelty in the experimental sandboxes of cultural breakdown. The title "Prison Song" can be interpreted in different ways, I like Nietzsche's "birth of tragedy from the spirit of music."
I am not convinced that the institution of the family will survive, but I am certain that the marriage of war and the poet is the last thing our civilization will cough up with blood before its demise. Perhaps the poem "Prison Song" will become the most important poetry of this Russian-Ukrainian war. I say this not for the sake of eloquence. I personally sent the prison poem to two theaters and asked them to stage it. Unlike the cultural situation, art is not the biblical Rebekah, who presents the cunning Jacob, wrapped in special database calfskin, to blind Isaac. Art is like a golden mean between a brilliant spectator and a brilliant author.
Olena Gerasimyuk is, without exaggeration, the most anticipated poetic voice of the new millennium to come from the distant shores of my country. And she has only just begun to take shape. Once, on a trip from Athens to Rome, in particular near the monument to Marcus Aurelius, a thought occurred to me... Hitler's Germany lost the war because it could not create its own form in architecture - this basis of imperial greatness. The Nazis did not even come close to the pathos of Rome with its monumentality, basilicas, squares. An empire that has no form is doomed to destruction. Unfortunately, poetry without form has become a very popular genre in the plebeian taverns of Kyiv.
I am not convinced that the institution of the family will survive, but I am certain that the marriage of war and the poet is the last thing our civilization will cough up with blood before its demise. Perhaps the poem "Prison Song" will become the most important poetry of this Russian-Ukrainian war. I say this not for the sake of eloquence. I personally sent the prison poem to two theaters and asked them to stage it. Unlike the cultural situation, art is not the biblical Rebekah, who presents the cunning Jacob, wrapped in special database calfskin, to blind Isaac. Art is like a golden mean between a brilliant spectator and a brilliant author.
Olena Gerasimyuk is, without exaggeration, the most anticipated poetic voice of the new millennium to come from the distant shores of my country. And she has only just begun to take shape. Once, on a trip from Athens to Rome, in particular near the monument to Marcus Aurelius, a thought occurred to me... Hitler's Germany lost the war because it could not create its own form in architecture - this basis of imperial greatness. The Nazis did not even come close to the pathos of Rome with its monumentality, basilicas, squares. An empire that has no form is doomed to destruction. Unfortunately, poetry without form has become a very popular genre in the plebeian taverns of Kyiv.