![]() Arkhangelsk~АрхангельскA Poem by icelandicblue![]() On September 4, 1918, United States troops land at Archangel, in northern Russia. The landing was part of an Allied intervention in the civil war raging in that country after revolution in 1917![]()
Can you still hear the footsteps
drowning out the shouts of the fallen? Stay close MIlaya moyA, we are expected at home. Vanya, I have lost sight of the colorful scarf flagged around the threadbare grey of your coat. Calling your name, no one acknowledges the plaintive stretch of each letter. I am a screeching ghost in the wind. Finally in an alley finding you still on cobblestones with your scarf covering your beautiful face. Kneeling beside you watching your life run in rivulets back into an ungrateful motherland I know- Our archangel has forsaken us. Torn between grief and anger I cannot bear to look at you. You promised me, you promised mama, you would always stay here, in hell, with me. © 2013 icelandicblueReviews
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Added on February 2, 2013Last Updated on September 30, 2013 Author![]() icelandicblueBostonAboutI do not accept any new friend requests unless we have read and commented on each others poetry. No exceptions. I have enough homework as it is. I expect reciprocity in our exchanges. Read my work and.. more..Writing
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