Leo Yankevich

Silver Star - 3,358 Points (October 30,1961 / Farrell, Pennsylvania)

Buk Near Donetsk - Poem by Leo Yankevich


Beside the fields of rye and flax
there is a road that leads to birches,
pocked with dark puddles and tank tracks,
above which no white dove perches.

Green men pray to another Christ,
a Fulcrum falling overhead,
a saviour or a poltergeist,
the sun behind it, fierce and red.

Topic(s) of this poem: war

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 28, 2015

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