Today's poem/music is an excerpt from Dmitri Shostakovich's Symphony No.13 in B flat minor - "Babi Yar" opus 113. Shostakovich's music was inspired by a poem by Yevgeny Yevtushenko. For information about the Babi Yar massacre, visit here or here. You can really feel the juxtaposition of youth and hope against violence in Shostakovich's music (see the video below).
...I imagine myself as Anne Frank,
Transparent as a sprig in April,
And I love, and have no need for phrases,
But I do need for us to gaze into each other.
How little one can see, or smell!
Leaves - we cannot have,
Sky - we cannot have,
But there is so much we can have -
To embrace tenderly in a darkened room.
"Don't be afraid, those are the booming sounds
Of Spring itself. It's coming here.
Come to me,
Quickly, give me your lips!"
"They're breaking the door!"
"No, it's the ice breaking..."
Violet is our Poetry Friday round-up host today.