Thursday, March 12, 2015

language without words








Sick of those who come with words, words but no language,
I make my way to the snow-covered island.

Wilderness has no words. The unwritten pages
stretch out in all directions.

I come across this line of deer-slots in the snow: a language,
language without words.




~ Tomas Tranströmer

translated by Robin Robertson

2 comments:

ninotchka44 said...

Always when I visit your site, I want to express something - and all that comes out each time, is a THANK YOU WITH ALL MY HEART

Dean Keller said...

you are very welcome