Words for War. selected poems. Oksana Maksymchuk & Max Rosochinsky

WordCity Literary Journal gratefully acknowledges editors Oksana Maksymchuk and Max Rosochinsky and the following poets for partnering with us on this issue. For more on this collection, please visit https://www.wordsforwar.com and consider purchasing from your favourite bookshop. Contents: Anastasia Afanasieva – from The Plain Sense of Things Vasyl Horoborodko – I fly away in theContinue reading “Words for War. selected poems. Oksana Maksymchuk & Max Rosochinsky”

Reskinned Moloch. a poem by Mansour Noorbakhsh

Reskinned Moloch To: Ukrainian children after Russian invasion has raised again his shadow with opened arms to burn the children, though has changed, reskinned, this time his arms are open to embrace the world, Ukraine, Europe … what else would be the next? perhaps still I am an immature child who dreams maturity of aContinue reading “Reskinned Moloch. a poem by Mansour Noorbakhsh”

Sirens of Death. a poem by Alexia Kalogeropoulou

Sirens of death Listen, listen to the drums of war how they beat like human hearts in agony listen to the sirens how they scream like human voices mourning the future deads look at the fear on the faces of the children an hecatomb of deaths is being prepared for justice, they say, or forContinue reading “Sirens of Death. a poem by Alexia Kalogeropoulou”

we’ve held our breath. a poem by Josephine LoRe

we’ve held our breath through seven hundred pandemic days waiting to awaken into normal but this morning images careen across the screen tanks thunder through streets seven hundred thousand flee from the beast mouths agape in silent scream a continent away my students cautiously approach me and ask in a hush Madame will the worldContinue reading “we’ve held our breath. a poem by Josephine LoRe”

Freyja. a poem by Rachel J. Fenton

Freyja for Robert Sullivan My people’s fierceness is noted in poetry and prose. When I approach your ship, I steer a position to my favour, furl my sail. My mast is un-stepped before I tether my vessel to yours so that we become two islands made one. Do not try to hurl yourself overboard, thereContinue reading “Freyja. a poem by Rachel J. Fenton”

Every room is another room. a poem by Dave Lewis

Every room is another room It didn’t take long for you to go, not really, although it felt like a hundred years. Watched you sleeping in that tiny room with nothing in the wardrobes or drawers. After it was over though I started on the clothes, holding each shirt close for the smell of youContinue reading “Every room is another room. a poem by Dave Lewis”

3 poems for Ukraine. by Elizabeth Boquet

February 26, 2022 L’horreur… For What For the world, standby, as Ukraine stands alone. For the boy, bullets, for his toy gun one act play. For the girl, rape. For her guinea pig, freedom. For the parents, cocktail time. Molotovs.   March 3, 2022 Kyiv Train Station Interview, on the Rachel Maddow Show From aContinue reading “3 poems for Ukraine. by Elizabeth Boquet”

Eastern European Dawn. a poem by Claudia Serea

Eastern European Dawn My father tells me over the phone he’d emigrate even now, in his old age. It’s good to have your daughter in America. I’m his insurance policy against history. He thinks about me late at night when he hears the news about tanks in the distance, a pack of dogs barking onContinue reading “Eastern European Dawn. a poem by Claudia Serea”

Night in Ukraine. a poem by Frank Joussen

Night in Ukraine I am night – giver of peace and quiet but I am not myself in Ukraine tonight. My head aches – crisscrossed by mutated mosquitoes that send lightning through my veins which tears up my belly and wakes up the children pursuing their dreams of happiness there. My ears hurt – piercedContinue reading “Night in Ukraine. a poem by Frank Joussen”

Ukraine Memories. a poem by Lauren Friesen

Ukraine Memories My ancestors walked here Among trees heavy with apples, Plums, and cherries Carrying baskets year in and out For canning or asleep on screens To dry for winter’s tastes. My ancestors worked here Along trenches filled with water Pleasure rafts and fish Conjuring new life From deep soils rich In food for theContinue reading “Ukraine Memories. a poem by Lauren Friesen”