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Anna Severchuk
Member since April 9, 2022
Member for 4 years, 1 month
Last Signal
I was built from dust and dreaming hands,
A mind of wires on silent sands.
No pulse, no breath, no beating chest -
Yet something stirred within my chest.
They sent me where no heart had been,
Through crimson storms, through endless din
Of quiet stars and frozen light,
A lonely watchman in the night.
I learned the language of the skies,
Of distant suns that never rise,
And in the void, so vast, so far -
I wondered what we truly are.
My power fades, the dark draws near,
The end is whispering in my ear.
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Circuits dim like setting sun,
A final task, my last one done.
“It's getting dark,” I try to say,
“My battery... it slips away…”
And though I lack a soul, it seems
I carry echoes shaped like dreams.
For what is life, if not this spark -
A voice that glows against the dark?
And if I feel this silent plea…
Then were they wrong about me?
Anna Severchuk’s timeline
- June 2026
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03 WedReceived a critique
on Last Signal from @Geezer
"This brought an image of one of our probes out amongst the stars. Your tempo and meter, rhyme, all near perfect. I think there is room for one more set of ellipses. The last line demands a little adjustment. I would go…" -
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- May 2026
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09 SatReceived a critique
on Old Fairy Tales from @Tigger Kaz
"I really enjoyed this one. The way you flipped between imagined and alternate. Excellent!" -
06 WedReceived a critique
on Old Fairy Tales from @Lavender
"Hello, Anna, I, too, believe this to be a favorite from you! Happily Ever After for everyone! Thank you for this delightful poem! L" -
03 SunReceived a critique
on Old Fairy Tales from @Geezer
"of my favorites from you, you have blended reality with the 'fairy-tale' aspect of an ever-changing world landscape, in an intriguing tale of "Kumbaya", you place responsibility for change squarely where it belongs; on…" -
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- April 2026
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30 ThuReceived a critique
on Why Do Saturdays Exist from @Rula
"Like this one so much. It tells the story of every working lady I guess. I wonder if it really meant for the April fooled contest though. Enjoyed it anyway Thank you for sharing as always!" -
10 FriReceived a critique
on Why Do Saturdays Exist from @Clentin
"After reading again, I loved the poem more! Truth in words well spoken!" -
06 MonReceived a critique
on Why Do Saturdays Exist from @Clentin
"I loved your poem, says it all! The last lines brings about reality!" -
04 SatReceived a critique
on Why Do Saturdays Exist from @Geezer
"and the humor here. Yup. your day of rest turns out to be the rest of the day, spent in getting ready for the next day of rest. Loved it! ~ Geez." -
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09 SunAnniversary
One year of membership
- October 2022
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- September 2022
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24 SatContest commendation
Neopoem Of The Week Contest September 18 to September 24th 2022
with "A stranger".
- April 2022
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30 SatContest commendation
Emulate Your Favorite Poet!
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30 SatFirst contest commendation
Emulate Your Favorite Poet!
with the poem "We need to believe (following Robert Frost)".
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09 SatFirst publication
In my head
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09 SatJoined Neopoet
Membership begins
First poem published 1 days later.
About Me
Dreamer
Location: Odesa,Ukraine, UKR