In my motherland people kneel before wells.

In my motherland people pray to the crosses of flying birds.

A bone is a key to my people.

Among my people, only the dead have human faces.

- Valzhyna Mort
…turn your face towards the lances of rain, the soul towards ancient wisdom…
Arthur Rimbaud, from a letter to Paul Demeny c. April 1871, featured in “I Promise to be Good: Letters,
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