Stolypin
16 Wednesday Jun 2021
Posted Historical, Observation
in16 Wednesday Jun 2021
Posted Historical, Observation
in18 Monday Feb 2019
Posted Satire
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Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Formal poetry, poem, poetry, Russia, Russian poets, Vladimir Putin
Pro-Putin Poet
I’m moving to Russia to sing Putin’s praises.
I’ll live on the steppes where wherever one gazes
One sees far horizons, her vast open spaces,
Her beauty, her bounty. I’ll travel to places
Where never again will I hear folk complaining
Whenever from dull skies it’s snowing or raining.
I’ll go to the cities and see all their wonders,
And study the past and the Soviet blunders.
I’ll write formal verses that praise Vladimir,
And hope that he’ll have me around for a beer.
– D.N. O’Brien
01 Sunday Feb 2015
Posted Satire
in03 Tuesday Jun 2014
Posted Satire
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Should Moscow become the new Sparta
Then Europe had better watch out,
For then may the Russian and Tartar
Rule over the frog and the kraut.