My friend, my friend,
I am very, very ill.
Sam did not know from where it took on the pain.
Either the wind whistles
Above the empty and deserted fields,
That witness, as breathtaking in September,
Spreads brains alcohol...
(S. A. Esenin)
mon 29 Oct 2007 03:32
comments (7 from 7)
mon 29 Oct 2007 16:29
an excellent image, accompanied by touching verses..
thank you for translating them!
mon 29 Oct 2007 17:43
Wonderful still life with excellent colours, light and poem!
mon 29 Oct 2007 23:16
:) стихи красивые, а в фотографию мне кажется больше вложено положительных эмоций
Another excellent still life with wonderful composition and lighting!!!