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Thread #105603 Message #3572179
Posted By: Andrez
02-Nov-13 - 08:05 AM
Thread Name: BS: Poems that speak to you.
Subject: RE: BS: Poems that speak to you.
Colours
When your face
appeared over my crumpled life
at first I understood
only the poverty of what I have.
Then its particular light
on woods, on rivers, on the sea,
became my beginning in the coloured world
in which I had not yet had my beginning.
I am so frightened, I am so frightened,
of the unexpected sunrise finishing,
of revelations
and tears and the excitement finishing.
I don't fight it, my love is this fear,
I nourish it who can nourish nothing,
love's slipshod watchman.
Fear hems me in.
I am conscious that these minutes are short
and that the colours in my eyes will vanish
when your face sets.
Written, Yevtushenko, recorded Joan Baez Baptism
Translated By Robin Milner-Gulland And Peter Levi
Cheers,
Andrez