Friday Poem


I have a feeling that my boat
has struck, down there in the depths,
against a great thing.
And nothing
happens! Nothing . . . Silence . . . Waves . . .

—Nothing happens? Or has everything happened,
and we are standing now, quietly, in the new life?

by Juan Ramón Jiménez
from News of the Universe
Sierra Club Books, 1995
translated by Robert Bly