BEYOND THE POEM
Beyond the poem
Beyond any and all words
Are the feelings
Which names can only imperfectly echo -
Why we live and why we die
We try to say
But all that we feel
Moves through us as a mystery
We only hint at with our words
And guess at with our definitions -
We live and we feel beyond Poetry
And nothing not even the words of humble denial
Can touch us when we are out far beyond where we were born alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem