Crosses and miles. Strokin A.

Anatoly Strokin considers the vertex of poetry, especially sincere, dear, close to us: poems, which speaks of love for a woman and fatherland, for parents (especially, for the mother), about the serene childhood, about the paintings of our unique nature... but in His new poetic collection is represented primarily by roads that help us choose fate, our intersections, where you have to take simple, and sometimes, on the contrary, very difficult, even fateful decisions. Hence the name of the book.

“Crossroads of roads, intersection of desires, / intersection of love, intersection from troubles... / How many of them in the paths are in the depths of the universe, / where the execution of the times left the mark...” < p>

something very dear, close and cordial blows from such sections-“crossroads” as “ah, what a wide far”, “I will leave the hearts of the corner”, “moments of nature of the existing”, “I am a birches under I guessed the window on the arm ”,“ Happiness is just to live... ”

for connoisseurs of real poetry.