"This Inwardness, This Ice"

"This Inwardness, This Ice"

A weekly poem, read by the author.
Aug. 20 2002 11:49 AM

This Inwardness, This Ice

Listen to Christian Wiman reading this poem. This inwardness, this ice, this wide boreal whiteness

into which he's come
with a crawling sort of care

for the sky's severer blue,
the edge on the air,

trusting his own lightness
and the feel as feeling goes;

this discipline, this glaze,
this cold opacity of days

begins to crack.
No marks, not one scar,

no sign of where they are,
these weaknesses rumoring through,

growing loud if he stays,
louder if he turns back.

Nothing to do but move.
Nowhere to go but on,

to creep, and breathe, and learn
a blue beyond belief,

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