Serhiy Zhadan. Zhyttia Mariyi. (The Life of Maria)

"The easiest thing to do during a war is hating others. The hardest thing is to reach understanding. Even with your guys. But we must try, otherwise the war will never end. And in order to reach understanding, one needs to talk. The key thing – without losing humanism, that is with love and care. Zhadan talks – about the dearest letters and burnt bridges, lost spots and destroyed cities. In the rhymed verse and in the free verse, with his own words and translated ones. He talks to his guys and to aliens, to saints and those not very saint, to the fallen military and living refugees – and, sure, to us. In order to rescue – if not us, then at least our children."

In Ukrainian.
Type of the edition: hard cover
Format: 114x164 mm
Number of pages: 184
Publisher: Knyhy-XXI, Chernivtsi
Contents:

- R.M.Rilke (z tsyklu "Zhyttja Mariji"). Blahovishchennja

1. Virshi

- Nashi dity, Marije, rostut‘, niby trava

- Zvidky ty, chorna valko, ptashyna zhraje?

- Viz‘my lyshe nayvazhlyvishe. Viz‘my lysty

- Choho lyshe ne pobachysh na tsykh vokzalakh

- Os‘ ja lyshaju zbroju y pochynaju povzty

- Soldats‘ke vzuttja – same dlja tsykh kam’janykh dorih

- Chorna, lamana, zla, zymova

- Ne rozumijuchy pislja, ne spryymajuchy do

- Tomu shcho nikoly tebe ne vyrvesh

- Lito lyshylo tobi vysoku pshenytsju

- Vnochi ja ne vstyh pro tse skazaty

- I shcho robyty z usim tsym teper

- Zoloto na vodi y vohni za rikoju

- Ptakh unochi zabyvajet‘sja do kimnaty

- Ja by nikoly ne hovoryv tsykh sliv, jakby ne ymovirnist‘

- Mozhlyvo, ja prosto ne vmiju peredaty vse tse slovamy

- Davay, skazhy jiy shchos‘, zupyny

- Ja tak i ne zrozumiv kil‘kokh rechey

- Pershi dni lystopada

- Dobre, dobre, znyshchuy lysty

- Des‘ na pochatku oseni z’javljajut‘sja tysha y mits‘

- I vzhe koly ty spysh, pochynajet‘sja snih

2. Chomu mene nemaje v sotsial‘nykh merezhakh

- Holka \\ Poshukovyk \\ Sekta \\ Chechenka \\ Psykh \\ Maroder \\ Pleyjer \\ Kapelan \\ Shpyhun \\ Nosorih

- A zaraz ja rozpovim tobi, jak zustrichavsja z dyjavolom

- Z choho vse pochalosja?

- Ja z neju y poznayomyvsja tsilkom vypadkovo, v chuzhomu misti

- Tsilu nich vona spivaje v svojiy kimnati

- Na ranok rozhledity kolir jiji ochey

- Zranku tut padaje snih, niby minjajut‘ lashtunky

- Bil‘she nichoho ne bude, – vona povtorjuje

- Dekomu krashche vdajut‘sja pryholosni, dekomu holosni

- Pam’jatajesh? – pytaju

- Kochehare, doky b’jet‘sja zalizne sertse mashyny

- Vahitnist‘

- Violonchelist

- Ryba v ts‘omu ozeri dyvna: skil‘ky lovymo jiji

- Plyvy, rybo, plyvy

- Jak vono, – pytaje vin, – zhyty bez pochuttja provyny?

- V nastupnomu zhytti, bud‘ laska, zhodnykh rozmov pro zhyttja

- Stil‘ky vysokoho dymu y teplykh sporud

- Prokydaysja. Doky ty spysh, tramvaji pochuvajut‘sja vynnymy

- Slova, jakymy mozhna vse pojasnyty, zavzhdy prosti

- Salman trymav na vokzali kiosky

- Svoboda (2 berdychivs‘ki jevreji)

- Perelyvannja nas robyt‘ bayduzhymy do krovi

- 2015-yy rik

- Starshi pytajut‘ Fomu

- Os‘ i tobi, Mahdalyno, rizdvjanoji nochi

- Doky tebe sterezhe tvoja spraha

- Pryfrontove misto naperedodni Rizdva

3. Pereklady. Cheslav Milosh

- Pisen‘ka pro kinets‘ svitu \\ Bidnyy khrystyjanyn dyvyt‘sja na hetto \\ Pisnja hromadjanyna \\ Kav’jarnja \\ Peredmistja \\ Bidnyy poet \\ U Varshavi \\ Dytja Jevropy \\ Shchastja \\ Ne bil‘she \\ Oda do ptakha \\ Povynen, ne povynen \\ Postavljat‘ tam ekrany \\ Dyfiramb \\ Tviy holos \\ Zakljattja \\ Tak malo \\ Zavdannja \\ Dar \\ Vtecha