“I knew that many people were jealous of us, considering that we had been together for so many years. But if they knew how happy we were, they would probably burn us in the square. Every day I heard: “Alka, I love you!” I’m so used to these words that I can’t believe that I’ll never (what an irrevocable word!) hear them again. But they sound in the night, make me wake up and leave no hope of sleep…”, with these words the poet’s wife Alla Kireeva introduced this collection of poems.