Flying Years

The new collection of the poet is, in essence, a dedication to everything that is infinitely dear to him: his native home in Tver land, the villagers among whom he spent his childhood and youth, and, of course, his mother - in the verses about her, tender sonly love is intertwined with the enduring, burning pain of loss that grows with the years. Life rushes by, unforgettable moments of the past come to mind, and the soul increasingly fills with gratitude for what has been lived and experienced: "Homeland and childhood are radiant. Mother and the warmth of the native home."