The sun is autumn calm <br />as though in mourning; <br />behind the slender cypress trees <br />behind the white wall of the graveyard. – <br /> <br /> <br />The grass all red in the sun. – <br />Do you wear the clogs of dogma? <br />A bicycle abandoned on an autumn road. <br />You ride through a dying landscape. <br /> <br /> <br />A staid man walks the field, <br />he is as cold as autumn, <br />he is as sad as autumn. <br />Faith in humanity. <br />To me it is a sacred thought. <br />A speechless silence is like sorrow. <br />I am no longer sad <br />for I do not think of myself.<br /><br />Srecko Kosovel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-autumn-landscape-2/
