Sunday, August 5, 2007

American Light

Lawrence Raab (2000)

In those days a traveler prepared himself
to be astonished. There were wonders
in every direction—the mountains stupendous,
the precipices lofty, the waters
profoundly deep. No one settled for anything
less than the sublime. Don't fool yourself.
You also would have cherished the Idea
of Nature, how inside it a better self
lives to repair whatever might befall you—
any calamity, any disgrace.
That is the world without encumberance,
that famous light trembling across it.
Consider the hush of the storm on the far horizon,
that abandoned boat by the shore. And further west—
woods of the dimmest shade, the solitude
utter and unbroken. Now you've climbed
some great cliff. You're feeling
like a new man, overwhelmed
by everything you can see, certain
this world will never fail you.

1 comment:

dan1968 said...

from Visible Signs: New and Selected Poems