Selected texts – Mark Strand, Blizzard of One

Is there something down by the water keeping itself from us,

Some shy event, some secret of the light that falls upon the deep,

Some source of sorrow that does not wish to be discovered yet?

Why should we care? Doesn´t desire cast its rainbows over the coarse porcelain

Of the world´s skin and with its measures fill the air? Why look for more?

(Mark Strand, Blizzard of One)