POETIC REVIVAL

Burry me, when the last red twilight fades When the dying suns’ caresses Sets the silvery mountaintops ablaze, When land and sea are lost in darkness. Burry me when the gloomy dusk is falling, When the  joyous   sounds of the day are hushed When the sunbeams die, flowers slumber When hills and fields vanish in darkness Scatter wilting flowers on my grave so they die in serenity and peace Burry me without tears without words Silence,  silence, eternal  silence.  Poem by Vahan Derian 1905 Translated From Armenian By Armineh Amirian Zohrabian Photo By Armineh A.Z. August 4, 2017 Lake Sevan Armenian

I love your guilty profound eyes Mysterious like the night, Your guilty, secretive dark eyes Like an enchanting dusk. Sin quivers in that endless sea Like a springtime night, In your eyes a tender memory Intoxication’s golden dust. A silent beacon to the lost Your soul torturing eyes, Your vampy savage eyes I love Like a spring twilight. Poem by Vahan Derian 1904-1905 Translated by: Armine Amirian Zohrabian January 21, 2013

I don’t know where the distant Ribbons of myriad roads will take me, I sit by the path every day And pray, and grieve for you. And in my wonderings, who knows, Perhaps one day you’ll appear luminous, Perhaps you’ll smile with silvery words And shine a light of joy on my darkness. The snakelike twisted far away The multitude of roads call me. Where are you mystical sunrise, When we meet again one brilliant day. Written by Vahan Derian 1908 Translated from Armenian By: Armine Amirian Zohrabian January 18, 2013