Poem
FOR HERE THERE IS NO PLACE
Anton Yakovlev
You’ve figured out the colonization of Mars
and the need to live in caves for five hundred years.
You’ve predicted private nuclear weapons,
deciphered symbols of bigotry on some trump cards.
You’ve held cookout...
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Poem
NEW YEAR’S EVE IS THE HARDEST
Anton Yakovlev
NEW YEAR’S EVE IS THE HARDEST
By June he was done and done with politics and painting.
He couldn’t care less where he’d dropped his KGB card.
The shame at being blacklisted only sped up his breathing
two or three...
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Poem
Walking With Difficulty Through the Snow
Anton Yakovlev
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An old man walked his black dog past a courthouse
on his way toward some memory indicator.
A faint bouquet barely hidden under his coat,
he watched the world with anniversary eyes.
They passed a dry steering wheel...
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