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... I saw this wonderful video filmed in one of the cities of my country, Ukraine. Whether it was the video itself or its combination with that beautiful melody, it caught my attention. In that moment, so many thoughts raced through my mind about what is happening to my people right now. About everything that people have been enduring for years in their cities and homes. About our defenders in dugouts and freezing trenches, who are deathly tired of it all... About the children shivering through these cold evenings and nights, whose childhood is nothing like what they deserve. About the winter, which has turned out to be very harsh this time. The President’s words that "a state of emergency in the energy sector will be declared in Ukraine." The words of the Mayor of Kyiv that "nearly 400 high-rise buildings in Kyiv remain without heating. Or the news that today in Kyiv, an entire family died because of a generator: having no heat and simply freezing, the people set up a generator on the balcony and went to sleep. The balcony doors were left open to the room... As a result of this tragic, the whole family perished, a 30-year-old woman and her parents. Or the news that there is a threat of a new massive strike by russia in the near future obviously targeting city infrastructure once again. It is hard to find the words when grief becomes a part of everyday life. The melody from the video continues to echo in my head, while the reality outside the window remains unchanged.

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Costumes To Fill 🥀🔥 Now exhibiting at MakersPlace 🔳 exhibition in Carmel ~ inspired by an adventure from my travels to Portugal. COSTUMES TO FILL by Laurence Fuller A great shuddering chandelier, Beneath pearls drop like ancient tears, Toes on the edge daring their fears, Eyes of sparkling onyx, Which pulled them in with a promise, Skin like a glistening shell, Past reflections of the deepest well, Mysteries dancing on the balances of the lines of her lips, Marquees left it all for the talents and her gifts, Circling the wheels of time, The distant silhouette of a kiss, Through mirrored doors and colorful bells, A velvet coat, his fabrics draped and felt, The hem between her fingers. Before she left the room, The faintest scent of perfume, Her youth in full bloom. What is a word worth, On the edge of this world, A shadow which hangs from his lapel. Memories of a headdress by the tomb of an angel, Contained 12 pins, each one pricked by the small drops, Those first gems of the sea. Weaving tapestry of her garments, Curtains hang from the glass door where she leaves, That fate kept them inch by inch closer to the trenches, Where young soldiers, ships and the remnants of a great adventure. Where few sacrificed all for their nation, Hearts beating across the land in unison, Mirrors reflecting stories of the lives they lived behind the glass. The hours preserved without beating hearts, But a costume to fill, With skin and scars. To journey to that fountain, The spring which boils so hot, Where passions overwhelm but a thrill to stand there so close to see it’s steam rise, They risk it all to touch. Laurence Fuller, 2023 Animated AI art & music ~ Sound, Poetry, Produced and Performed by Laurence Fuller Laurence Fuller 🔗 #poetry #poem #poet #film #cinematic #art #animation #ai #aiart

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