As with other nations that have been forced to live in all corners of the earth, it is my belief that art and literature in any language created by someone of Ukrainian decent can rightfully be called Ukrainian if the artist feels this way about his or her creativity. As someone who is half Irish, I refer to Irelands example, where many world renowned Irish writers excelled in the use of the language that was forced upon them by the British Empire, but their work is still known as Irish, along side Irish language literature. As a keen amateur poet myself, I thought I might as well put mine on the net. Below is a collection of various stuff I have written over the years including some that ended up as lyrics for The Ukrainians when I was with them.
Another use for a page like this could be to match wants and needs, as there must be people out there with melodies looking for words and vice versa. If it encourages artisitic collaboration, then it is a worth while cause.
Moon shine (poem)
Moon shine in the night
Moon shine in night clouds clad
Moon shine in still night air
Stepan Pasicznyk, "Ludwig" 1984
Европа (Evropa words for The Ukrainians )
Ми Музиканти їдемо з Києва Stepan Pasicznyk, words for Evropa, Kultura, The Ukrainians Українамерика (Ukrayinamerica words for The Ukrainians)
Міжнародна корпорація приїхала до нас
Міжнародна корпорація приїхала до нас
Міжнародна корпорація приїхала до нас Stepan Pasicznyk, words for Ukrayinamerica, Kultura, The Ukrainians
Love (poem)
Love is like a snowfall.
Love is like a snowfall.
But for some it's like a snowfall
Tomorrow only mud, Stepan Pasicznyk,"Ludwig" January 1991.
On the Soviet Collective Farm (poem).
To Stalin:
Says the mouse to the man as it's trapped in his hand:
No one invited you onto our farm.
To Brezhnev:
You set up your schools and you taught all your lies,
To Gorbachev:
But then you saw reason to alter the rules.
So you promise them all that the load will be lighter, Stepan "Ludvig" Pasicznyk 1991 |