Poetry – Vladislav Hristov the kites above fukushima they flutter high in the heavens with not a living soul on the ground to hold them Pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 AuthorVladislav HristovTranslated byVangel ImreorovTranslated byGjoko Zdravеski admin 2018-11-30T13:20:49+00:00 November 29th, 2018|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 122|Comments Off on Poetry – Vladislav Hristov Share This Story, Choose Your Platform! FacebookTwitterLinkedinRedditGoogle+Email