Thursday, June 10, 2010

Wind and Water and Stone


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The water hollowed the stone,
the wind dispersed the water,
the stone stopped the wind.
Water and wind and stone.
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The wind sculpted the stone,
the stone is a cup of water,
The water runs off and is wind.
Stone and wind and water.
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The wind sings in its turnings,
the water murmurs as it goes,
the motionless stone is quiet.
Wind and water and stone.
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One is the other and is neither:
among their empty names
they pass and disappear,
water and stone and wind. 
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~ Octavio Paz
(Translated by Mark Strand, 
The Collected Poems of Octavio Paz, 1957-1987)
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