Human Destiny As A Shift from Feeling Uplifted By The Fascination With Majestic Heights To The Orphanhood of “Dry” Heather To my Czechian friend, Anna Antonovna Teskova Disappointed in mortals, Not being fascinated anymore. To the old-age heather, To the silver-sliding dried grass. Let’s trumpeters trump glory To my shadow! To heather-the losses, To heather-the […]