Huesca ("To Margot Heinemann")

this is the second time I put a poem from another person, and trust me this one is really good :)

Heart of the heartless world,

Dear heart, the thought of you

Is the pain at my side,

The shadow that chills my view.

The wind rises in the evening,

Reminds that autumn is near.

I am afraid to lose you,

I am afraid of my fear.

On the last mile to Huesca,

The last fence for our pride,

Think so kindly, dear, that I Sense you at my side.

And if bad luck should lay my strength

Into the shallow grave,

Remember all the good you can;

Don't forget my love.

PS: Puisi yang ditulis oleh John Cornford untuk kekasihnya sebelum ia berangkat perang yang kemudian menewaskannya. Ia meninggal di usianya yang ke-21 :')

cheers,

-lune-