Billowing dust
so far away.
On horse, on foot?
Hard to say…
There! Galloping
on a swift steed…
O far-flung friend,
remember me!
by Афанасий Афанасьевич Фет (Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet)
a.k.a. Шеншин (Shenshin)
(1843)
translated by Robert Chandler
I’m going to including this song for no clear reason…
It has nothing to do with the poem but it came to mind while reading it…
Rambling At The Bridge Head 