This Poem Smells Blue
This poem smells blue
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The color of wrinkles in the sky
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Black shapes in clear water
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This verse will be picked up by crows in the morning
And they will be thrown from heaven
On icy concrete heart rocks
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All in vain
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Mykyta Ryzhykh is a winner of the international competition Art Against Drugs», a bronze medalist in the festival Chestnut House, and laureate of the literary competition named after Tyutyunnik. Mykyta has also received a long list of awards from venues such as Lyceum, Twelve, as well as awards named after Dragomoshchenko. Mykyta Ryzhykh has published in the journals Dzvin, Ring A, Polutona, Rechport, Topos, Articulation, Formaslov, Colon, Literature Factory, Literary Chernihiv, in the portals Literary Center and Soloneba, in the Ukrainian literary newspaper, and the almanac Syaivo.