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Poets… the most sensitive tuning forks of this world, catchers of images and rhymes, verbal jugglers… Who ever thought that in this cursed war they would also be warriors-protectors. In his early thirties, the poet left us for the afterlife, from where they never return. Now he has returned to us with the Spirit and the Word, that is, the spiritualized Word in his forever only poetic collection.
The most painful topics raised by Igor Mysyak in his poems amaze the reader with genuine sincerity, where there is adult male responsibility for everything that happens around, a realistic perception of cruel reality is combined with almost childish naivety and dreams of a happy future.
The texts of the poems preserve the author's style and peculiarities of vocabulary.