Sviatlana
Kupreyeva
Sviatlana Kupreyeva was born on February 9, 1962, in the family of the famous Belarusian poet and writer Mikola Kupreyeu. The woman has been a friend of Viktar Babaryka's family. During the election campaign, Sviatlana coordinated the collection of signatures in his support in a district of Minsk.
Sviatlana Kupreeva was arrested on June 11, 2020, with her property also arrested. The investigation brought charges of tax evasion. In detention, Sviatlana began writing poetry for the first time in her life and even won the Frantsishak Aliakhnovich Award. Sviatlana has been released from the detention center, but the investigation of her case is not over.
Find more information about Sviatlana on her PERSONAL PAGE at the Viasna Human Rights Center.
"In a prison yard..."
In a prison yard
Under barbed wire,
Feather dropped by a bird,
On my palm I admire.
And on a wall of concrete
A plantain leaf has grown
Out of its tiny seed.
The way to the Light
Can be grueling and hard.
Yet it exists! Because we’ve got hearts!
August 2020
In language and poems, in bright people that are in dark places, — Belarus Lives.
POEMS FROM PRISON IS A JOINT PROJECT OF THE FREEDOM POSTCARDS INITIATIVE AND People’s Embassy of Belarus in Brazil.
Sviatlana
Kupreyeva
Sviatlana Kupreyeva was born on February 9, 1962, in the family of the famous Belarusian poet and writer Mikola Kupreyeu. The woman has been a friend of Viktar Babaryka's family. During the election campaign, Sviatlana coordinated the collection of signatures in his support in a district of Minsk.
Sviatlana Kupreeva was arrested on June 11, 2020, with her property also arrested. The investigation brought charges of tax evasion. In detention, Sviatlana began writing poetry for the first time in her life and even won the Frantsishak Aliakhnovich Award. Sviatlana has been released from the detention center, but the investigation of her case is not over.
Find more information about Sviatlana on her PERSONAL PAGE at the Viasna Human Rights Center.
"In a prison yard..."
In a prison yard
Under barbed wire,
Feather dropped by a bird,
On my palm I admire.
And on a wall of concrete
A plantain leaf has grown
Out of its tiny seed.
The way to the Light
Can be grueling and hard.
Yet it exists! Because we’ve got hearts!
August 2020
In language and poems, in bright people that are in dark places, — Belarus Lives.
POEMS FROM PRISON IS A JOINT PROJECT OF THE FREEDOM POSTCARDS INITIATIVE AND People’s Embassy of Belarus in Brazil.