Mystic life
by Charles Simic
Charles Simic / La vida mística
“lifetime’s solitary thread”
For Charles Wright
It’s like fishing in the dark,
If you ask me:
Our thoughts are the hooks,
Our hearts the raw bait.
We cast the line over our heads,
Past all faith, past all believing,
Into the starless midnight sky,
Until it’s to sight.
The line’s long unraveling
Rising in our throats like a sigh
Of a long-day’s weariness,
Soul-searching and reverie.
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