It's This Way

I stand in the advancing light,
my hands hungry, the world beautiful.

My eyes can't get enough of the trees--
they're so hopeful, so green.

A sunny road runs through the mulberries,
I'm at the window of the prison infirmary.

I can't smell the medicines--
carnations must be blooming nearby.

It's this way:
being captured is beside the point,
the point is not to surrender.

~by Nazim Hikmet

Ich will mit ihm gehen, den ich liebe

Ich will mit dem gehen, den ich liebe.
Ich will nicht ausrechnen, was es kostet.
Ich will nicht nachdenken, ob es gut ist.
Ich will nicht wissen, ob er mich liebt.
Ich will mit ihm gehen, den ich liebe.

by Bertolt Brecht

DESPITE

I loved you like the mountains love the sky
As in the happiness where wounds heal
As in the embrace of the mother of a found child after long missing…
I loved you like the warm bread and tea
Not because you were somebody else in my imagination,
But because you were all there was.
I loved you like no one on this earth should be loved,
Too soon,
Too much,
Too carelessly.
As you were a part of me like my eyes
I loved you with all my might, blood, veins and creases
And this wild missing, this farness unfillable…
I loved you knowing there was no loving back…