Tuesday, 1 January 2013

Ivan Bunin: In an Empty House

Ivan Bunin


FROM the walls the paper’s blue is vanished,
 The daguerreotypes, the ikons banished.
 Only there the deepened blue appears
 Where these hid it, hanging through the years.

 From the heart the memory is perished,
 Perished all that long ago it cherished!
 Those remain, of whom death hides the face,
 Leaving their yet unforgotten trace.

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