A Poet Reflects

I lie on the bed with my arms outstretched.
I am an anchor that has dug itself down and holds steady
the huge shadow floating up there
the great unknown that I am a part of and which is certainly
more important than me.

—Tomas Tranströmer, from “Carillon” in The Great Enigma, New Collected Poems, translated from the Swedish by Robin Fulton (New Directions, 2006)

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