Category Archives: Ukrainian stories

The White Trees of Easter

There was a sea of madness surrounding me or maybe I was the sea. Then morning, how still, how white, how blue, how beautiful it all was. Why did I go and buy all those flowers the last minute on … Continue reading

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Ukrainian Christmas Missing

Like a missing person it seems I will never find Ukrainian Christmas again.  It is now  almost gone completely, even from my memory.  How to bring it back again?  I can’t even find a real Ukrainian person to talk to. … Continue reading

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The Scorching Table of Thanks

via Daily Prompt: Scorched I remember pictures.   That burning child in Vietnam 1972.  All the scorched things in this earth on her little child face.  My front lawn 1995, just back from Ukraine but elated, thinking maybe the war was … Continue reading

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This Savage Place

Almost all the leaves blew off the maple last night. Suddenly Indian summer, the prolonged weird heat just vanished and cold and wind took its place.  My mother used to hate the wind.  She stood at the doorway howling at … Continue reading

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Easter Lilies, Vodka, Mother’s Babka

Easter has come and gone, or has it?  Like Christmas it doesn’t just fly in and out like  a bat in the night, brushing against your face and hair, making you scream and  jump with your stupid human fright.  And, … Continue reading

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Bacon and the Bed of Roses

Running late again.  What’s new?  I always make it on time, a little less for wear.  About a block from the bus stop I smell the delicious scent of bacon frying or maybe already on someone’s fork hovering before their … Continue reading

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Ukrainian Christmas

Christmas has come and gone, or so many people think, but Christmas, real Christmas is still around the corner.  Hiding, waiting, hardly breathing, choosing just the right time to come swooping down like a wave of doves, to steady and … Continue reading

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