Again and Again I Have Seen Life's Evil
Again and again I have seen life's evil:
by Eugenio Montale
it was the strangled brook, still gurgling,
it was the curling of the shriveled leaf,
it was the fallen horse.
I have known no good except the miracle
that reveals the divine Indifference:
it was the statue in the drowsy trance
of noon, the cloud, the cruising falcon.
translated by David Young