"With every flash, with every glow, I want to start anew, I want to wake up again with a bright stylus on the sheets, why should we do otherwise, wanderer, if there is no more of us left, if after that endless purity will be pulled away by our fingers?" (c). Oksana Kessler often asks difficult questions. In some poems it is almost shocking with its amazing openness and vulnerability; in the lyrics it is never afraid to seem weak, does not try on someone else’s role and other people’s emotions. There is no theatricality - if a cup flies into the wall, then it will definitely fly to smithereens. Because someone is “playing poetry,” but Oksana has real emotions, as if accidentally recorded in exactly this form. Without the desire to smooth out and soften something, because poetry is secondary and is only an attempt to verbalize, to put into words real sacred feelings and thoughts. Don't miss your chance to meet this amazing author. Nikolay Murashov (docking the mad dog)