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This Haiku was written as a collective work by Ukrainian children during an online class of Literature by Olena Rosstalna (internally displaced theatre practitioner, director of “AmaTea” Youth Theatre and educator from Chernihiv, Ukraine).

Olena Rosstalna explains:

“All children are displaces. Some joined the class from bomb shelters. During the class I heard alarm siren twice and moved to bomb shelter. Luckily i-net connection was stable and I could continue the class.”

Every fall yellow leaves die

They come back in spring

As beautiful butterflies

In spring moonlit nights

Trees come back to life

Stars are the eyes of God

I can hear the birds singing

I can’t see them, though I know

Spring is coming