“On hills of Georgia lies the covering of night…”
Thus begins one of Pushkin’s most personal and most poignant poems, it inspired the composer, Rimsky-Korsakov to set it to music.
“Such sadness and such ease; my melancholy’s light…”
Has any other poet ever expressed this exact point in loving and having lost; when there is still sadness, but there is now ease; when there is melancholy, but it has become light?
On hills of Georgia lies the covering of night. There is darkness, but there is beauty, and there is light.
The Book-Butterfly 