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This collection contains poems that were born on the bedrock of home, past life, on the fragments of memory dear to the heart, which remains painful as long as you are alive. What do poems come from?
Elina Sventsytska has written a book of poems from this crazy time of ours, when the past has been thrown into the future, when the conditional and the present have been confused, from the time of the war that once began but does not know when it will end. These poems were born out of that absurd state when everything familiar and everyday becomes alien and no longer yours. And even then, you know:
A stranger is waiting for us all.
To go out into the unknown —
And search in terrible dreams
Things left over from home.