Coronaverse: The poems of Our Time: My otnyne vse koronovany [We are now all crowned], Paradox, [Kak budto iz mlechnosti] “As if from Milk-ness”, Voyut sireny I voyut sobaki [Sirens are howling and dogs are howling], Nautro rastsveli narcissi [Daffodils bloomed in the morning], My zhivyem v parallel’nykh mirakh [we live in parallel worlds], Vsya eta ispoved’ v ispodnyem [All that confession in underwear], Komendantskii chas [Curfew], Tuba Mirum, Podopytnoye chelovechestvo [humanity guinea pigs], Naden’te maski! My na maskaradye [Put on your masks! We are at a masquerade],V epokhu samoizolyatsii [In the epoch of self-isolation], Fevral’. Bliny. Coronavirus [February. Pancakes. Coronavirus]
Publication Date
4-9-2020
Publication Title
Coronaverse
Recommended Citation
Probstein, I. E. (2020, April 9). Coronaverse: The poems of Our Time: My otnyne vse koronovany [We are now all crowned], Paradox, [Kak budto iz mlechnosti] “As if from Milk-ness”, Voyut sireny I voyut sobaki [Sirens are howling and dogs are howling], Nautro rastsveli narcissi [Daffodils bloomed in the morning], My zhivyem v parallel’nykh mirakh [we live in parallel worlds], Vsya eta ispoved’ v ispodnyem [All that confession in underwear], Komendantskii chas [Curfew], Tuba Mirum, Podopytnoye chelovechestvo [humanity guinea pigs], Naden’te maski! My na maskaradye [Put on your masks! We are at a masquerade],V epokhu samoizolyatsii [In the epoch of self-isolation], Fevral’. Bliny. Coronavirus [February. Pancakes. Coronavirus]. Coronaverse. http://coronaviruspoetry.com/ian-probstein/
