Poetry The Garden of Memories A cycle of short poetic stories Story One Today, the leaf was thin as a tremor,And… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry And That Is All… I do not ask for a great spring,I do not dream of parades in the squares.I… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry On the Edge of a Voice Time is but a breath that studied your nameIn the silence of the roots, beneath the… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry Collection of Truths The Truth of the Lonely: “I have learned not to expect an answer. But for me,… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry Echo of Joy Ha!Then my laughter wouldn’t ring out – it would unfold.Like a warm wave creeping onto your… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry Slowly At first – a barely perceptible warmth,Like the touch of air before a storm,When everything has… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry The City The night city glows from within with extinguished windows.It is not made of stone or concrete… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry The Scent of Silence The place where silence is bornSmells not of absence – but of memory.It is not a… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry The Curse A curse that does not scream, nor destroy, nor punish,But whispers like an old gramophone in… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry Language to Language Before time took its first word, and space first sighed in the darkness, you were not… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Letters Serenade of the Shadow Why the violin? Perhaps because no other instrument is capable of weeping like this. It cannot… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025
Poetry The Roar and the Dawns I would roar to you about the falling stars.About the dawns that set the soul ablaze.About… by Анастасія Корбет Sep 28, 2025