By Vyacheslav Konoval Like snow on the head Anxiety lured the mind, easy naivety prevailed, I know, I was blind exactly, conscience failed. When will the crown of the Kremlin King fall? The black domes of churches meet the sun, on the right, a bloody tile polished to a shine, of a pale castle, listening … Continue reading Like Snow on The Head and Other Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 