September 25, 2011

April Showers

11 x 14 Oil   Sold

This past Spring in Calgary was very wet and rather cold.
The cool grey sky made a wonderful backdrop for all of the warm reflections.
Today it is 28 degrees C and feels more like summer than July and August did!
Crazy weather!


Sergey said...

The golden birch-tree grove has fallen silent
Its merry chatter having stopped afore,
The cranes up there flying over, sullen,
Have nobody to pity any more.

Whom should they pity? Each is just a trotter.
One comes and goes and leaves for good again.
The moon and hempen bush above the water
Remember all those perished, filled with pain.

I"m standing on the plain all on my own,
The cranes, the wind is taking them away,
I think about my boyhood which has flown,
And I do not regret my bygones anyway.

I don"t regret the days that I discarded,
I don"t feel sorry for the lilac of my soul.
The purple rowan burning in the garden
Can"t warm and comfort anyone at all.

The rowan will maintain its coloration.
The grass exposed to heat will not decease,
I drop my words of sorrow and vexation
The way a tree drops quietly its leaves.

And if some day the wind of time intended
To rake them all up in a useless roll...
You ought to say: the golden grove has ended
Its lovely chatter in the prime of fall.


Nari said...

That's beautiful. I just found your blog by accident and this painting really caught my eye. I happen to love the a rainy day and sowhoe you captured that feeling perfectly.

Donna MacDonald said...

Thanks Sergey for this poem, autumn described so beautifully.

Thank Nari for your thoughtful comment as well. I really appreciate you taking the time.