Disappearance Poem by viacheslav kupriyanov

Disappearance. In due course it becomes obvious
How sorry you are even for a cloud floating away. Flowers' disappearance
Embarrasses a sensitive soul, though
The garden itself remains as cool as a cucumber. Disappearance of snow
From the canvases of Brueghel the Elder
Would have been more embarrassing than the disappearance
Of Brueghel himself. Disappearance of leaves
When the wind appears. Disappearance of bread
From the table. A sudden disappearance
Of a table from the room, of the room from space.
Disappearance of the human being who wasn't noticed
By the garden, the table, the space, the time,
The human being. Disappearance of all the human
In a human being. Disappearance of love
In a beloved one. Disappearance in the loving one.
Disappearance of a human being inside the earth, of the earth in the sky,
Of the sky in the disappearing soul, disappearance
Of a lightning that had no time to flash.
Disappearance of a smile that couldn't find
Its face. Happiness of disappearance
Before all disappears.

From - explorations in media ecology
Volume 21 Numbers 2 & 3