(14 October 1888 – 9 January 1923 / Wellington)

Don'T Go Far Off

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

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Wow, incredible the mind of children...... Its so wonderful how in tune Katherine was with that part of herself, the same part many of us lose in the smoke and scurry of hustle bustle.. Sad, too, how this overly politically correct world of today would frown on such things as something demeaning when nothing could be farther from the truth. Like twain's books being pulled from school shelves because inside he writes of personal relationships with American Indians and slaves - without the slightest bit of disdain - rather celebrating a great, serenely romantic part of our pasts... The same thing Katherine does here, leaving me with visions of her playing with imaginary friends in the late 1800s.... Bravo Miss Katherine. Never erase yourself, never erase that part of where you live...