As for me
I have no mind
to lose anymore, I am through
with all that -
the sky is my mind
today.(And
it always is
and always was
today.) Blue,
her color
sorrowing over us ...
Does it flow out of or into us, seeing?
Unseen ray of perception the face beams
at things, or
face on which things shine!
I am so glad
that I no longer know,
no longer
care.
And one more thing:
the future?
Never
been there.
Franz Wright
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