Unsaidquarters – “Sehnsucht” – Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow . . . (1/17/12)

The feet, mechanical, go round
A wooden way
Of ground, or air, or ought,
Regardless grown,
A quartz contentment, like a stone.

This is the hour of lead . . .

–Emily Dickinson


Only the one who knows yearning
Knows how I anguish.
Alone and isolated
From all joy,
I look at the firmament
Towards yonder sides.

–Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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