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  • When Winter Walks the Earth: Slavic Myths of Winter

    In Slavic lands, winter was never just a season. It was a presence. It arrived quietly, without ceremony, settling into forests and villages like a held breath. Snow did not merely fall. It sealed. Rivers did not simply freeze. They slept. Slavic gods do not conform to any kind of…

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  • Death

    They told me you were gone, and I just froze, Like the icy rain that fell that day and turned into cold sludge Out in the streets, where the cars still ran and people trudged On and on, in their own little ruts, towards some insignificant goal The rain turned…

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  • When Winter Walks the Earth: Slavic Myths of Winter

    In Slavic lands, winter was never just a season. It was a presence. It arrived quietly, without ceremony, settling into forests and villages like a held breath. Snow did not merely fall. It sealed. Rivers did not simply freeze. They slept. Slavic gods do not conform to any kind of…

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  • When We Were Free

    When We Were Free

    We trod the cobbled courts around Karluv Most Played the fiddle in Piazza San Marco Gambled with rain in Gamla Stan Bought books in Berlin Awaited the…

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  • Happy People

    Happy People

    Happy people don’t write poetry, they say Words and thoughts don’t burden their days © 2020 Erna Grcic 

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  • On a Cloudy Day

    On a Cloudy Day

    The sun appeared out of nowhere and cast its golden breathacross the furniture. It stroked the pillows,ruffled the plant’s rowdy leaves and upset the candle.…

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  • The Sea

    The Sea

    Close your eyes and listen to the sea As it crashes against the shore Rocking the bones of long-lost ships Grinding mighty rocksInto smithereens ©…

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I’m Erna, the writer and creator behind this space. I’m a creative business owner, lifelong lover of words, and a devoted cat lady. Slavic mythology sits at the heart of my work, and here you’ll find my poems, book reviews, retellings of old myths, and glimpses into my own books and writing journey.

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Beneath the Surface

My poetry collection Beneath the Surface revolves around the secrets, weaknesses, and monsters that creep beneath the surface of the everyday existence. Go here to learn more!

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