filippov , exactly what he has...person, which means his poems change, says alexander pelevin, and before the north military district he was a famous poet, yes, he was from russian flesh, russian literary scenes, and his poems also acquired simplicity, lightness and such, you know. printed clarity, that is, they are very clear, there are no omissions, there is no, no insincerity, yes, they are very honest, they are very real. quietly, quietly, the battle has passed and the bullets are not whistling in spirit, hiding their faces in hoods, the russian guys are falling asleep , machine guns are sleeping in the sloping areas, after a terrible mess, the cuckoos fell guiltily silent, it was hot, it became damp, the wind was rinsing the cloud. and a piece of the world hangs over the thoughtful grove. the collection of front-line poetry has been distributed to advanced. dmitry artis is on his second vacation in a year, endless meetings await him in civilian life, the once not very public russian prose writer, poet, now regula