About the book: 1981 / ..."I will also add that in addition to difficult life experience, it is very important - no less important! - the presence of an artistic flair, a happy insight, allowing one to fearlessly cut off and discard everything unnecessary. Every true artist comes to art with his own “theme”, and what is the theme - with his life, and that’s the only thing that makes him interesting, provided that his life painfully interesting to others. If it, standing out for its individuality, nevertheless coincides with the great multitude of their lives. Therefore, poems about the war by different poets do not interfere with each other, do not repeat each other, and perhaps only complement. And then there is a special fate - “we, too, are girls walking, looking like boys.” Sanitary attendants, medical instructors, nurses. Yesterday's schoolgirls carrying the wounded under fire from the battlefield. Universal feeling and gratitude towards them and guilt before them. Here are the lyrical poems of Yulia Drunina about them, about their life and death in the war, about their fate after the war, and, more simply, about herself. Of course, she writes not only about the war . She has poems about love and nature. She visited the Kuril Islands, and Bratsk, and in the tundra, and in the taiga, and in the Urals, and in Polesie. She has many poems about the eastern Crimea, dear to her heart. Various lines inspired by foreign trips and impressions. But all these, including the most peaceful, calm poems, seem to be illuminated by that fire - the fire of a stingy fire, a flattened smokebox, a shell explosion, a front-line fire. There is no escape from the menacing reflection»...