Aubade for You on this Day This September First Day
Aubade for You on this Day This September First Day
It is better to say “I am suffering,”
Writes Simone Weil, “than to say
‘This landscape is ugly.’”
Christian
Wiman
Zero
at the Bone:
Fifty
Entries
Against
Despair
Sometimes without you the sky is wide it is wide it is so
wide it casts
no shadow no shadow can be cast it cannot be cast it is
without cloud
it is cloudless it is shifting it is wind without wind
without enough wind
to make it white or grey or black it is dustless nothing has
risen nothing
has and without what cannot spur the dust to rise there is
no dust and
dustless it is without color the sky is without color it is
without a drop
of water a drop of water that cannot freeze that cannot
become ice that
cannot become snow or rain that cannot fall or be thrust out
sometimes
without you the sky this sky the sky above me beneath me is
wide it is
wide it is so wide it is so so wide it casts no shade and no
shade can be
believed.
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