Poetry carried "on the road of life" in places where life has long ceased to exist, and the only thing that remains is the constant struggle.
Poems written through pain and blood, laughter and happiness.....
~ Author of the book ~
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
OKSANA RUBANYAK (born January 28, 2003) is a military officer and platoon commander in the Armed Forces of Ukraine. She is the author of the poetry collections "Ornaments of Fate," "Towards Death," and "Road of Life."
From the beginning of Russia's full-scale invasion of Ukraine, Oksana joined the "Volunteer Formation of the Ivano-Frankivsk Territorial Community No. 3" and later enlisted in the Armed Forces of Ukraine, where she continues to serve.
Today, Oksana stands shoulder to shoulder with her comrades, defending the territorial integrity and sovereignty of her homeland in the Armed Forces of Ukraine. Known for her character and resilience, she has been nicknamed the "Steel Woman" and given the pseudonym "Xena." On the front lines, the author fights the enemy not only with weapons but also with words.
INTERVIEW
*** And when it seems that everything is going to pieces,
That you are against the whole world,
Remember how much effort has already been spent,
How much more road to go
And when you drop your hands from weakness, remember Your rises
and falls, falls and rises,
there is no direct unchanging stability,
We are made of flesh and blood, blood and flesh.
We are created to live, fight, row,
Even when the oars are broken and crooked,
When there is no fair wind. Remember there is you, and only from
your existence depends on your actions.
From your thoughts, views, conversations,
From every word and every letter.
Remember that failure is only a lesson,
And life is a school before a real challenge.
"Machine Gun Platoon Soldiers. Donetsk Region. June 2022."
"Labyrinths of Fate — Trenches. Donetsk Region. Winter 2023."
*** The fear of death is worse than death itself,
Huddles with a dagger to its chest
And to the troubles of others makes you insensitive
You can't see the world and people.
It is like rain running over the body,
It tickles gently from the heels to the ears,
If someone dreamed of taking a step to heaven,
Forget that soul-whistling sound.
And delete all memories from your head,
Clear the memory before a new moment.
We need to be able to approach it,
To restore all humanity anew.
Because after death we get life,
What you deserve today
By our labor, without a word of remorse,
Because all words have already outlived their meaning.
A NATION THAT READS IS - INVINCIBLE!
The second collection of poetry written on the front line in the Donetsk region during the defense of Ukraine's sovereignty and territorial integrity.
A book dedicated to fallen comrades — Ukrainian heroes: best friend, deputy commander of the machine gun platoon, senior sergeant Oleh Koilyak Beret, machine gun platoon soldier, senior soldier Viktor Biryukov Rio, and all fighters for the independence, sovereignty, and territorial integrity of Ukraine.
The first collection of poetry written on the front line. The book is dedicated to a missing comrade, Valentyn Soltanovsky "Staryi," and all fighters for the independence, sovereignty, and territorial integrity of Ukraine.
The first collection of the author, consisting of poems written during his career and written during his lifetime. At that time, the 17-year-old poet processed motifs about the Hutsuls
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