Bots Challenge Young Poets: A Literary Showdown
By Alexander Voronin Member of the Union of Russian Writers
As tradition holds, the literary season closed on a high note with the Derzhavin Poetry Festival on Monday. Let us reflect on the
As tradition holds, the literary season closed on a high note with the Derzhavin Poetry Festival on Monday. Let us reflect on the journey.
Since last autumn, ahead of and following the BRICS summit in Kazan, we at Kazan Vedomosti hosted five online
Walking Alone
You come from all directions
Always alone
You walk toward the opposite of your starting point
Not knowing when you’ll return
Walking alone, from childhood to old age
Then from success to failure
Coming from
My Venice
I’d like to fill my hands
Of your lighter face,
Tie your splendid moons to my wrists
– Ah the beautiful, reflected moons
In the silent becoming -.
I would like to seal in the touch
– And in the
In childhood
When we had high fevers
We’d lie in Mother’s arms
Hearing her whisper
“Child, Mama is here with you.”
Ma Zhiyao, a distinguished Professor and Poet from China, shares his poetry
Ma Zhiyao, born
At the end of the Second World War in 1945, following the surrender of Germany and Japan, we were living in a ground-floor apartment on Hammouda Street, just a few meters from the southwestern outer wall of Abdeen Palace. This was due to the lack of available accommodation in my grandfather’s building at 24 Mostafa Kamel Street in the Abdeen district upon our return from Britain. I was
