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Bots Challenge Young Poets: A Literary Showdown

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 – Poetry from China

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 – Poetry from Italy

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

The Illness – Poetry from China

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

Poem: My Homesick Heart

My eyes can also see The green hills Such a scene lights up My homesick heart. She narrates in her own words, “I began working on Persian Eyes after years of rehabilitation, following a serious accident, where I also took up Persian.