#stuzha

Stuzha ~ Siberian Sketches II

The door squeaks and opens; the raging blizzard fills the ears.  Stuzha slams the door and heads out with his acoustic guitar, trudging through the snow, his hands growing more frozen as he walks.  At a certain point, it’s too cold; he retreats back to the safety of his cabin.  He warms himself by the fire as a train passes gently and a dog barks at the snow.  These are the images we imagine…