posted by [personal profile] tolero at 06:04pm on 05/05/2009
I have been reading a lot of this poet, and many of the themes ring true to me on this birthday. Enjoy!


"Milosz"

I said so little.
Days were short.

Short days.
Short nights.
Short years.

I said so little.
I couldn't keep up.

My heart grew weary
From joy,
Despair,
Ardor,
Hope.

The jaws of Leviathan
Were closing upon me.

Naked, I lay on the shores
Of desert islands.

The white whale of the world
Hauled me down to its pit.

And now I don't know
What in all that was real.

Berkeley, 1969

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