Deep in Siberia we find a house
filled with the music and history
of resistance and revolution.
Along the watershed of the Urals old rivers flow in Asia
and Europe.
At the border of two continents there is a memorial
to those executed by the secret police.
The idea of Russia is an ungovernable spirit
in a people who consent to be governed,
or not.

© Sandra Renew 2013

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