Showing posts with label Kiev. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kiev. Show all posts

09 November 2019

Kudryavsky Bridge in Kiev (Ukraine)

In Ukraine, on the grave
The guelder-rose bloomed
There, your kozak is resting
My dear orphan child.
When the waters which passed here
Seven years ago, come back
Then will your dear Kozak
Come back from Ukraine."

In a poem by Jakiv Holovaskyi

07 July 2016

Moscow Bridge spanning the Dnieper River in Kiev (Ukraine)

Nail-biting footage shows British 'freerunner' climb to the top of Ukraine bridge and perform a back-flip, only for it to end badly (though not how you expect!). James Kingston, who describes himself as a 'professional adventurer', climbed 380 feet to the top of the Moscow Bridge in Kiev along with friend Mustang Wanted. The pair are then seen dangling each other over the edge of the bridge, before the nail biting footage shows Mr Kingston do a back flip without wearing any safety gear. But the stunt doesn't quite go to plan, not because he lands badly, but because after making his descent from the bridge, he falls right into the arms of local police who arrest him.

www.dailymail.co.uk, 1st of April 2014

03 December 2014

Paton Bridge across the Dnieper River in Kiev (Ukraine)

Clutching his cross, Saint Vladimir
Gazes with eyes that seem to grieve
Across the sandy Dnieper
He baptized Godforsaken Kiev

Now deconverted trolleys turn
Around the square, emitting sparks.
The churches, cold as attics, burn
With gilt above the popular parks
...

Kiev
Poem by John Updike

25 September 2014

Parkovy Bridge over the Dnieper River in Kiev (Ukraine)

When I am dead, bury me
In my beloved Ukraine,
My tomb upon a grave mound high
Amid the spreading plain,
So that the fields, the boundless steppes,
The Dnieper's plunging shore
My eyes could see, my ears could hear
The mighty river roar.


Taras Shevchenko

19 September 2014

Kiev Metro Bridge over the Dnieper River in Kiev (Ukraine)

The mighty Dnieper roars and bellows,
The wind in anger howls and raves,
Down to the ground it bends the willows,
And mountain-high lifts up the waves.

The pale-faced moon picked out this moment
To peek out from behind a cloud,
Like a canoe upon the ocean
It first tips up, and then dips down.

The cocks don’t crow to wake the morning,
There’s not as yet a sound of man,
The owls in glades call out their warnings,
And ash trees creak and creak again.

Poem by Taras Shevchenko

25 April 2014

Parkovy Bridge over the Dnieper River in Kiev (Ukraine)


Lovely is the Dnieper in tranquil weather when, freely and smoothly, its waters glide through forests and mountains. Not a sound, not a ripple is stirring. You look and cannot tell wether its majestic expanse moves or does not move; and it might be of molten crystal and like a blue road made of mirror, inmensurably broad, endlessly long and twisting about the green world.


Nicolai Gogol

18 March 2014

New Darnytskyi Bridge or Kirpa Bridge over the River Dnieper in Kiev (Ukraine)




"Petersburg is a young city, Moscow is old, but Kyiv is the eternal city. This is Northern Rome"



Honore de Balzac

30 November 2012

Pivdennyi Bridge (Southern Bridge) over the Dnieper in Kiev (Ukraine)


Beautiful ancient sacramental Kyiv, crowned with fruitful gardens, surrounded by my sweet, wonderful, miraculous air, enchanting nights, where mountain sprinkled with bushes, with its harmonious breakages and lifts it my clear and fast Dnipro.

Nicolai Gogol

26 September 2012

Paton Bridge across the Dnieper River in Kiev (Ukraine)



«Oh, Kyiv city! Beauty! That’s how Laura burning on the mountains! And the Dnipro - indescribable light! Herbs! Hay smells! Slopes!
Valleys! »

Mikhail Bulgakov