“An Unhealing Wound” by Vasil Bykau
Thursday, April 27th, 2006
The ruins decay - the vultures fly away
No longer flocking round the gore.
But painful and unhealing stay
The ever-gnawing wounds of war.
Michaś Vasilok
The cold autumn wind sweeps over the ground driving the withered leaves under the zavalinkas* and sways the wet branches in the small garden. It prances mischievously from round the corners into the [...]