In Ukraine, my own land/ Taras Shevchenko
Dig my grave and raise my barrowBy the Dnieper-sideIn Ukraine, my own land,A fair land and wide.I will lie and watch the cornfields,Listen through the yearsTo the river voices roaring,Roaring in my ears. When I hear the callOf the racing flood,Loud with hated blood,I will leave them all,Fields and hills; and force my wayRight up […]
Giving life to immortality / Hervé Le Tellier
“I have never known how the world would differ had I not existed, nor toward what shores I would have driven it had I existed more intensely, and I cannot see how my passing will alter its movement. Here I am, walking along a trail whose absent pebbles lead me nowhere. I am becoming the […]
