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In a mere fifty years, the world has seen one hundred million people die in misery and silence. And so one question remains: Has there ever been a time before where massacres and malnutrition divided the world between the "unpeople" and us?
In this third volume of his Sculptum Est Prosa poems, Ivan Kireevskii captures the events and forces prompting the disheartening loss of millions of lives while examining the connection to geopolitical and economic interests of today's global powers. Within poems haunted by the voices of political leaders, writers, historians, scientists, philosophers,…mehr

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In a mere fifty years, the world has seen one hundred million people die in misery and silence. And so one question remains: Has there ever been a time before where massacres and malnutrition divided the world between the "unpeople" and us?
In this third volume of his Sculptum Est Prosa poems, Ivan Kireevskii captures the events and forces prompting the disheartening loss of millions of lives while examining the connection to geopolitical and economic interests of today's global powers. Within poems haunted by the voices of political leaders, writers, historians, scientists, philosophers, thinkers, world citizens, and activists of all kinds, Kireevskii reflects on human tragedy while exploring the causes and effects and their consequences.


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Ivan Kireevskii

A wandering ascetic, born stoic, was taught by Hume... where he learned to question the absolute. He became Vienna's myth-maker. He is Michelangelo and will paint you sadness. He is Montaigne and has relished solitude.
He is Descartes... was born a devout stranger, never a child.