Isolation Period, a poem by Natalia Govsha at

Isolation Period

Isolation Period

written by: Natalia Govsha


The night sky is like a timeless sieve.
Through it, the stars crumble and burn,
turning into ash, while reaching the earth
and covering my heart with layers of gray dust.

My heart, like an old attic, over the years
keeps hidden time like cobwebs of the past
in antique and dusty chests of memory –
there are nodules tangled on sticky threads.

And now I carefully unravel each of them.
All the pains disappeared without a trace,
because time stores what is deathless,
joy, love and tenderness – all miracles,

like priceless treasures given to me
and preserved in the antique chests of memory,
and what I’ll bring to the Mighty Giver,
returning to the blessed home forever and ever.



A coronavirus pandemic is a very difficult time for isolation. But at the same time it is a period of productive loneliness. This is the time when you can take your time to look intently into yourself – to create order outside and inside yourself. It’s time to consider all the inner nodes of your life and devote yourself to unraveling even the most beloved skeins. And try to rise to a new level of existence.

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