Sunday, June 20, 2010

In memory of the fallen (Neda and others)


I thought you had forgotten, heart,
Your ability to suffer pain.
That easy gift would come, I thought,
No more again! No more again!
Gone were the raptures and the griefs
And the dreams you half-believed. . .
But now I know, while beauty lives
so long will live my power to grieve.
(By Alexandre Pushkin)

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

http://www.twq.com/10july/docs/10jul_Crooke.pdf

David G. said...

Ah, Naj, a beautiful poem accompanied by an appropriate image.

Reading it made me sad.

Hope life goes well with you!

Anonymous said...

http://www.fardanews.com/fa/pages/?cid=114601

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nunya said...

hi you :)