so much fire: so much emptiness-without-everything

1
but tears
no longer nourish what we call "bodies"
changing with the clean
but also with our faces
we were long delayed: already there is no
becoming--in illumination! and if we are shadows
then--already through feeble increase
of false-belonging to daylight-just-empty
in the Land of No-People! and is there
a little--for something--of grief?--if only
in this drop!... --but with it
the place you will not even mark
where Absence only is lit! unique in this
"to the pure all things are pure"

2
"But tears,--they change the outward form of the human face."

3
but each one
each-one-individual--is within a fire!
so much fire: so much emptiness-without-everything
(removed too the meaning of seeing)
and the basis
in roundness of heaven to recognize the face that is no less close in
     sympathy
than the nearby-neighbor-face)
each one (or better--no one)--is within the empty and dead
fire for him (and there is fire enough)--
seeing
the face
of no one
(even the blade-of-grass-image)
and the tree-(oh-whisper!)-face

[Gennady Aygi {1934-2006} 'Three Notes for an Epilogue' from Field-Russia]