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The Loss
(From Juan Ramon Jimenez)
Endless is the night around
And a way is black:
He, who dies, is going out –
And can’t be turned back.
He’s gone further from all hopes
In his somber stroll;
But a thought to die the both
Is the wrong at all.
It’s not easier if you mount
The same cross’s bar –
All the same one’s going out
For his own star.
Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, December, 2002
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