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Ivan Malkovych
At Home
Again I’ll visit for a day or two,won’t help with anything again,
nervous, distracted conversations
will just distress my parents.
What will I find next time
I come? Everyone there?
As I leave: father and mother in the window
like Hutsul icons on glass.
© Translation: 2000, Bohdan Boychuk and Myrosia Stefaniuk
From: A Hundred Years of Youth: A Bilingual Anthology of 20th Century Ukrainian Poetry
Publisher: Litopys, Lviv, 2000
From: A Hundred Years of Youth: A Bilingual Anthology of 20th Century Ukrainian Poetry
Publisher: Litopys, Lviv, 2000
AT HOME
© 1986, Ivan Malkovych
From: The Key
Publisher: Molod’, Kyiv
From: The Key
Publisher: Molod’, Kyiv
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AT HOME
From: The Key
At Home
Again I’ll visit for a day or two,won’t help with anything again,
nervous, distracted conversations
will just distress my parents.
What will I find next time
I come? Everyone there?
As I leave: father and mother in the window
like Hutsul icons on glass.
© 2000, Bohdan Boychuk and Myrosia Stefaniuk
From: A Hundred Years of Youth: A Bilingual Anthology of 20th Century Ukrainian Poetry
Publisher: 2000, Litopys, Lviv
From: A Hundred Years of Youth: A Bilingual Anthology of 20th Century Ukrainian Poetry
Publisher: 2000, Litopys, Lviv
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