The Tempest by Gerhardt Thompson
This ray is the running South,
this circle is the West,
the tangles that the wind made
with its brightest chapters
and noon is upright like
a pole that supports the sky
while the pure lines
fly from silence to silence, until
they are the slim birds of the air,
the directions of joy.
– Pablo Neruda, "Standing Naked"
(Trans. Stephen Mitchell)
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