Maksym Kryvtsov is the author of the book Poems from the Loophole, recognised as one of the best Ukrainian books of 2023 according to the Ukrainian PEN.
In 2013 Kryvtsov participated in Revolution of Dignity and went to war as a volunteer in 2014. Subsequently, he worked at the Centre for Rehabilitation and Readaptation of Anti-Terrorist Operation and Joint Forces Operation participants and the Veteran Hub. After the beginning of the Russian full-scale invasion in 2022, he returned to the front
He was killed in action this week.
Source: Kryvtsov’s mother on his Facebook page; writer Liubko Deresh; volunteer Lesia Lytvynova
RIP, Maxim! This same photo was posted just a few days ago, but it was about soldiers with cats. When did he get killed?
😭😭
<3
Rest in peace.
Heroyam slava
Rest in peace <3 ✌🏻
Rest well with all the other heroes.
Your loss will not be in vain.
God bless you.
Slava Ukraini 🙏🇺🇦
🫡🇺🇦❤️💪💯
Heroyam slava RIP
Makes my blood boil , seeing such beautiful people full of youth dead because fucken Putin ego .
Вічна памʼять герою України!
This breaks my heart. Rest in peace.
Heroyam Slava 🤙🏼 rest in peace warrior-poet
Rest in peace.
That post really hit me. I’m so sorry for his family. It is a tragedy, that his and so many other young lives have been cut short.
Rest in Peace, Maxim. 🕯💙💛
R.I.P. Dali.
This is a strong reminder to donate to the Ukrainian cause (again).
A poem for a poet and hero..
THE FINAL INSPECTION
The Soldier stood and faced God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining, Just as brightly as his brass..
‘Step forward now, Soldier , How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My Church have you been true?’
The soldier squared his shoulders and said, ‘No, Lord, I guess I ain’t. Because those of us who carry guns, Can’t always be a saint.
I’ve had to work most Sundays, And at times my talk was tough. And sometimes I’ve been violent, Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny, That wasn’t mine to keep… Though I worked a lot of overtime, When the bills got just too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help, Though at times I shook with fear.. And sometimes, God, forgive me, I’ve wept unmanly tears.
I know I don’t deserve a place, Among the people here. They never wanted me around, Except to calm their fears
If you’ve a place for me here, Lord, It needn’t be so grand. I never expected or had too much, But if you don’t, I’ll understand.
There was a silence all around the throne, Where the saints had often trod. As the Soldier waited quietly, For the judgment of his God.
‘Step forward now, you Soldier, You’ve borne your burdens well. Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets, You’ve done your time in Hell.’
-Sgt. Joshua Helterbran
Rest In Peace soldier 🙏🇺🇦
Rest in peace.
Rest in peace brave warrior
Your sacrifice was not in vain
🕯️
So many talented Ukrainians gone for a piece of shit Russian I thought after my service in Desert Shield/Storm and the fall of the Ussr we wouldn’t see such a war again in my life it’s so sad the US didn’t keep their promises to the people of Ukraine and I am ashamed and sorry.
My head is rolling from one tree line
To another
Like a rolling stone
Or a ball
My arms that have been torn off
Will turn into violets next spring
Dogs and cats
Will munch on my legs
My blood
Will paint the world a new kind of red
Pantone “human blood”
My bones
Will sink into the ground
And form a frame
My damaged rifle
Will rust
Poor thing
My stuff and gear
Will be handed over to rookies
I hope sping comes soon
For those violets
To finally sprout
Моя голова котиться від посадки до посадки
як перекотиполе
чи м’яч
мої руки відірвані
проростуть фіалками навесні
мої ноги
розтягнуть собаки та коти
моя кров
вифарбує світ у новий червоний
Pantone людська кров
мої кістки
втягнуться в землю
утворять каркас
мій прострелений автомат
заржавіє
бідненький
мої зміні речі та екіпу
передадуть новобранцям
та скоріше б уже весна
щоб нарешті
розквітнути
фіалкою.
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Rest easy man
Maksym Kryvtsov is the author of the book Poems from the Loophole, recognised as one of the best Ukrainian books of 2023 according to the Ukrainian PEN.
In 2013 Kryvtsov participated in Revolution of Dignity and went to war as a volunteer in 2014. Subsequently, he worked at the Centre for Rehabilitation and Readaptation of Anti-Terrorist Operation and Joint Forces Operation participants and the Veteran Hub. After the beginning of the Russian full-scale invasion in 2022, he returned to the front
He was killed in action this week.
Source: Kryvtsov’s mother on his Facebook page; writer Liubko Deresh; volunteer Lesia Lytvynova
https://www.pravda.com.ua/eng/news/2024/01/7/7436237/
RIP, Maxim! This same photo was posted just a few days ago, but it was about soldiers with cats. When did he get killed?
😭😭
<3
Rest in peace.
Heroyam slava
Rest in peace <3 ✌🏻
Rest well with all the other heroes.
Your loss will not be in vain.
God bless you.
Slava Ukraini 🙏🇺🇦
🫡🇺🇦❤️💪💯
Heroyam slava RIP
Makes my blood boil , seeing such beautiful people full of youth dead because fucken Putin ego .
Вічна памʼять герою України!
This breaks my heart. Rest in peace.
Heroyam Slava 🤙🏼 rest in peace warrior-poet
Rest in peace.
That post really hit me. I’m so sorry for his family. It is a tragedy, that his and so many other young lives have been cut short.
Rest in Peace, Maxim. 🕯💙💛
R.I.P. Dali.
This is a strong reminder to donate to the Ukrainian cause (again).
A poem for a poet and hero..
THE FINAL INSPECTION
The Soldier stood and faced God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining, Just as brightly as his brass..
‘Step forward now, Soldier , How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My Church have you been true?’
The soldier squared his shoulders and said, ‘No, Lord, I guess I ain’t. Because those of us who carry guns, Can’t always be a saint.
I’ve had to work most Sundays, And at times my talk was tough. And sometimes I’ve been violent, Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny, That wasn’t mine to keep… Though I worked a lot of overtime, When the bills got just too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help, Though at times I shook with fear.. And sometimes, God, forgive me, I’ve wept unmanly tears.
I know I don’t deserve a place, Among the people here. They never wanted me around, Except to calm their fears
If you’ve a place for me here, Lord, It needn’t be so grand. I never expected or had too much, But if you don’t, I’ll understand.
There was a silence all around the throne, Where the saints had often trod. As the Soldier waited quietly, For the judgment of his God.
‘Step forward now, you Soldier, You’ve borne your burdens well. Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets, You’ve done your time in Hell.’
-Sgt. Joshua Helterbran
Rest In Peace soldier 🙏🇺🇦
Rest in peace.
Rest in peace brave warrior
Your sacrifice was not in vain
🕯️
So many talented Ukrainians gone for a piece of shit Russian I thought after my service in Desert Shield/Storm and the fall of the Ussr we wouldn’t see such a war again in my life it’s so sad the US didn’t keep their promises to the people of Ukraine and I am ashamed and sorry.
Maksym Kryvtsov (translation Yevgeny Matyushenko). 2 days ago
https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100011994764563
My head is rolling from one tree line
To another
Like a rolling stone
Or a ball
My arms that have been torn off
Will turn into violets next spring
Dogs and cats
Will munch on my legs
My blood
Will paint the world a new kind of red
Pantone “human blood”
My bones
Will sink into the ground
And form a frame
My damaged rifle
Will rust
Poor thing
My stuff and gear
Will be handed over to rookies
I hope sping comes soon
For those violets
To finally sprout
Моя голова котиться від посадки до посадки
як перекотиполе
чи м’яч
мої руки відірвані
проростуть фіалками навесні
мої ноги
розтягнуть собаки та коти
моя кров
вифарбує світ у новий червоний
Pantone людська кров
мої кістки
втягнуться в землю
утворять каркас
мій прострелений автомат
заржавіє
бідненький
мої зміні речі та екіпу
передадуть новобранцям
та скоріше б уже весна
щоб нарешті
розквітнути
фіалкою.
Horrible news