We can all use more hope these days. Please read the poem presented in RJ Llewellyn’s blog, and the thoughts it inspired.
Writing Despite Computers and Programmes
Truth be known. Some might think this as two tasks. Some might feel the source material and sentiments are not appropriate. Stay with me though.
Firstly I would ask you to read the following Russian (there’s the current trigger word) WWII poem by writer and war correspondent Konstantin Simonov, written in 1941 to actress Velentina Serova. The moving work was carried by many USSR soldiers, wrapped with a picture of their wife or girlfriend, it became an unofficial icon, a means of coping, a hope the bearer would survive.
Wait for Me
Wait for me, and I’ll come back!
Wait with all you’ve got!
Wait, when dreary yellow rains
Tell you, you should not.
Wait when snow is falling fast,
Wait when summer’s hot,
Wait when yesterdays are past,
Others are forgot.
Wait, when from that far-off place,
Letters don’t arrive.
Wait, when those with whom you wait
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On my way to read the rest.
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Powerful, Audrey.
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It is. Thanks, Pat!
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I love Simonov’s poetry. My friend from a parallel class in high school was studying Russian and this poem (I guess just a fragment, it seems too long here compared to what I remember it to look like in the textbook). She read it again in the break before the Russian class and I was next to her. I liked it and went to search the poet’s books translated in Romanian. But that poem remains in my memory and I used a quote in my novel, sung by a character. Yes, it is a song, sung by the famous Dmitryi Hvorostovski.
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This is the song on these verses – https://youtu.be/oVTwyf36f2I
And the famous baritone is dead for enough time not to be suspected he has any political position about the war 😛
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Thanks for the link. Music unites rather than divides.
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Thanks for this information, Marina. I had never heard of Simonov, but that poem touched me.
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Thank you, Audrey. Just what the doctor ordered. I was about to launch into another nose dive of a post, but reading this was the perfect cure. What an inspirational poem, and blog post. We need to keep faith with “hope” and not be weighed down by doom and gloom.
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Reports of how so many people have stepped up to help the refugees–that makes me hopeful.
Thanks for reading and commenting, Michael.
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