Kyiv At Dusk

Pictures here. Thank you, LJ user ked-pled. This is Kiev the way I see it: brittle around the edges, burdened by its history, a little sleepy, shadowy around the eyes, and shaped like love is shaped – with blunt lines and soft rays of light. On evenings like this, you can smell your neighbours’ badContinue reading “Kyiv At Dusk”

Ukrainian women react against Yushchenko’s sexist and silly 8th of March speech

Signatures are no longer being collected, but if you can read Ukrainian, this open letter to the President is useful to browse nonetheless. Basically, people are outraged that on the 8th of March, International Women’s Day, the President launched into a saccharine speech about how the ladiez are so lovely and admired by men… inContinue reading “Ukrainian women react against Yushchenko’s sexist and silly 8th of March speech”

My City the year before I was born

… With a whole lot less billboards and cars. Still the same City though. The home of Bulgakov like he would never see it – except that something about his descriptions of it is still tattooed on every stone, old and new. “Як тебе не любити, Києве мій?” The seeming benevolence of the City asContinue reading “My City the year before I was born”