Brother

six years ago

friday, july 4
carole laura ecuer

Brother, you have been with me so long.

Now you've departed to our common goal,

leaving me where everything is bare,

a solitary figure on a solitary knoll.

Must I wait here long on my own?

Give it a day or a year and I'll vacate this spot

from which I gaze into the evening murk,

not knowing what will be my fate.

ciro & ex-voto by io

Non-being is so simple! Nothing leaves a trace.

With or without me, whom does it concern?

Snows will sweep the steppes. The gloom will be the same

and everything will stay precisely in its place!

You can't count losses. Someone's counted every day.

That vibrant life's already far behind.

Ahead, there's absolutely nothing

and I, just as I am along the fateful queue pick out my way.

Fyodor Tyutchev

11 décembre 1870

Msho Dasht by Roselyne Minassian