speech but now words

 

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Being tired of people who come with words, but no speech,

I made my way to the snow-covered island.

The wild does not have words.

The pages free of handwriting stretched out on all sides!

I came upon the tracks of reindeer in the snow.

 Speech but no words.

—Tomas Gösta Tranströmer

Robert Bly version

from The Half-Finished Heaven

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