as if all is finished

grief
like orphanly scattered-white clothing
(as if
of a hidden event
the fresh
departure)
to begin
and widen
through a silent land
just -- everywhere -- breathing desolation
the field (oh grief) with some blank spaces
(as if all is finished)
of souls

[Gennady Aygi, 'After Midnight--Snow Outside the Window' from Field--Russia]