I just learned that Russian poet Yevgeny Yevtushenko passed away on April 1. While I did not read all of his works, an old flame of mine had hand copied this poem and sent it to me…twice. Even today I find it incredibly moving. May this great poet rest in peace.
From The Atlantic – Yevgeny Yevtushenko.
Don’t worry if you have no answer ready
To the last question.
Hold out, meditate, listen.
Explore. Explore. Travel the world over.
Count happiness connatural to the mind
More than truth is, and yet
No happiness to exist without it.
Walk with a cold pride
Utterly ahead
Wild attentive eyes
Head flicked by the rain-wet
Green needles of the pine,
Eyelashes that shine
With tears and thunders.
Love people.
Love entertains its own discrimination.
Have me in mind,
I shall be watching.
You can return to me.
Now go.
à la carte spirit by ilona fried 
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