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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Anatoly Kudryavitsky lives in Dublin, Ireland, and writes in both English and Russian. He has published three novels, the latest being disUNITY (Glagoslav Publications, London, UK, 2013), as well as a few novellas and short stories, seven books of his Russian poems and three collections of his English poems, Shadow of Time (Goldsmith, 2005), Morning at Mount Ring and Capering Moons (Doghouse, 2007 and 2011), as well as A Night in the Nabokov Hotel, an anthology of contemporary Russian poetry in English translation (Dedalus, 2006) and Bamboo Dreams, an anthology of Irish haiku (Doghouse, 2012). He edits Shamrock (http://shamrockhaiku.
), the international online magazine of the Irish Haiku Society, of which he is President. His poems have been translated into fourteen languages.

Anatoly Kudryavitsky



He slurps the blue sky jelly.
Crickets chirr in his beard;
a little ugly planet swells inside him.

He unrolls the scroll that reads:
If you give birth to pebbles,
they will grow into mountains.

Tin whistle music sprinkles yew trees
with silver. He's the world's broken rib.
He's alive. He is.