Dear members of the literary salon, readers, and poetry enthusiasts. Another meeting of the literary salon is just around the corner. This time our guest will be Stepan Knyazev. You are all undoubtedly familiar with his work: toy cars, steam engines, clocks, and other steampunk-style creations have made you stop by our fellow countrymen's exhibition stand. https://rushouse.be/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/kartinka-1.jpg Remembered, didn't you? But besides everything else, Stepan is also a professional writer and writes poetry. The pendulum of ebb and flow, of darkness and light, slowly immerses us into winter - into summer. Is it because of the rhythmic music and breath, the […]

Ganin remembered how he received this letter, how he walked on that distant January evening along the steep stony path, past Tatar icehouses, crowned here and there with horse skulls, and how he sat by the stream, its thin streams washing over the smooth white stones, and looked through the finest, countless, remarkably distinct twigs of a bare apple tree against the pinkish-glowing sky, where shone, like a transparent nail clipping, the young moon, and next to it, at the lower horn, trembled a bright drop - the first star. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Mashenka") Dear friends, on April 10 (22), 125 years […]