Hurricane, poem wrotten in 2017, translated 2019
He opened the booth and everything moves away
The forest flies in
Miracles are a dangerous sequence
The Leshy whispers curses the weather
All in the embrace of high water
Like a hooligan fell in love with someone's daughter
A stupid boy is stalking all night
Heaven is ruthless water
Risen lefthand from the abyss of ice
And whether that was the point
In the spell of adversity
Now the forest and the devil are like brothers on a platoon
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