My generation
Maro Markaryan
Maro Markaryan
Everyone in my generation
is wearing frost now.
Snow falls early.
Even with the sun
still smoldering
my generation tills ice,
ploughs snow and furrows
stones. Everyone
in my generation wears frost.
It has been unseasonably cold.
National Museum, Stepanakert, 2008
Refugee girl, Shusha, 2006
Berdzor, 2006
Hunter, Karmin Shuka, 2008
Roadside stone cross, 2006
Refugee girl, Shusha, 2006
Berdzor, 2006
Hunter, Karmin Shuka, 2008
Roadside stone cross, 2006
2 comments:
In one word-PERFECT
Levon
Deeply impressive, frozen memories.
Is there any hope for kids growing up among the ruins at both sides of the military lines? And will the outside world finally care?
Marten (Amsterdam, Netherlands)
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