Russian meadows, Yevtushenko's wolds
Orthodox church for all of farming stock
Idyllic imagery in slowed down slow motion
Sorrowful sorrows; ten words are ushered in
I am having a child, but it is not yours
Broken, taken at that instant, loss
Immense loss measured by desolate means
In union with the desperate soul who feels the
Crushing burden; the raw words of loneliness
Smiling eyes, cheerful conversation, an interlude, then
Death, comatose after the abortion, unquenched pain
The unrequited absence, loves abstention in abstensis
Our own destructions, laid bare, to flagrantly destroy us
