Introduction:'A bridge used to be there': Poetry in wartime /John Hennessy and Ostap Kin --Preface:An American prayer for agnostics and atheists /Serhiy Zhadan --To get together and talk -- let's start with what's most difficult --Why do I always talk about church? --So I'll talk about it --Our coach stands in front of us --This is how you stand for a family photo --It's about solitude in the first place --The great poets of sad times --But few things deserve --As if this winter never happened --There's too much politics in everything, just too much --Obviously soccer should be beyond politics --A new orthography --A bridge used to be there, someone recalled --I imagine how birds see it --Smells like big money --Dance, carpenter, until the sun stands --You led the regiments and liberated cities --They buried their son last winter --To know that you still lie beyond a scorched mountain --Until the moon grows --What a strange thing --Here they are--now they don't talk --All day long --In the morning there's almost no one at the stop --Hot summer air --The summer begins --Sunday school --And this summer also comes to an end --For two thousand years humanity has betrayed its geniuses --We've been talking about war for three years --A friend of mine volunteered --We've been talking about war for three years --This is the family they have now --He's been away for two years --Sun, terrace, lots of green --A woman walks down the street --Here's another weird story --On a village street --The ceremony goes over time --But now I know, he says --She's fifteen, sells flowers at the train station --Knights Templar.