Monday, November 09, 2009

Don't Disappear

Don't disappear.... By disappearing from me,
you will disappear from yourself,
betraying your own self forever,
and that will be the basest dishonesty.

Don't disappear.... To disappear is so easy.
It's impossible to resurrect one another.
Death drags down too deep.
Death even for a moment is too long.

Don't disappear.... Give me your palm.
I am written on it-this I believe.
What makes one's last love terrible
is that it is not love, but fear of loss.

Poem:Don't Disappear, Yvegeny Yevtushenko, 1987, Translated by Antonina W. Bouis, Albert C. Todd and Yevgeny Yevtushenko
Pictures: my mums, transformed into gold by the late November afternoon sun


walk2write said...

Your mum will never disappear. She's indelible.

chaiselongue said...

Lovely autumn pictures and wonderful light. I like the tinge of brown around the petals, sign of their end - those flowers will disappear, but the plant should flower again.

oldcrow61 said...

Lovely pictures and a beautiful poem.