Lovers.
Awakening desire,
make a place where pain can enter.
That's how we grow.
Along with their laughter,
lovers bring suffering
and longings that had slept and now awaken
to weep in a stranger's arms.
- From The Book of Hours II, 10
"Echoing the Ocean's Vastness"
The silence must be immense where you are living right now, immense enough to allow such tumult of sound and motion. And if you think that in the ocean's vastness there exists not only the present moment but reverberations of primordial harmonies, then you can be patient and trust the great and indelible solitude at work in you. This will be a nameless influence in all that lies ahead for you to experience and accomplish, rather as if the blood of our ancestors moves in us and combines with ours in the unique, unrepeatable being that at every turn of our life we are.
- Paris, December 26, 1908, Letter to a Young Poet"Parting"
I have felt what it is to part.
I know it still: a dark, invincible
cruel something, which reveals again
the depth of our bond, and tears it in two.
How unguarded I was as I faced it.
I felt you pulling me and letting me go,
while staying behind, merging with all women,
becoming nothing more than this:
a waving hand, no longer intended for me alone;
a waving that continues and grows indistinct.
Perhaps a blossoming plum tree
from which a bird has just taken flight.
- New Poems
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