Philosopher’s Song

This beach will not bear a love song
Waves, sun, and wind
Are more than earthly love
Lie still in the Elemental Trinity
Let out the little defeated Ghost
Of your infructuous passion
Let spill the seized center
Into the bitter foam
Roll into it
Let it mould your vanquished self
Into the carapace of philosophy
Waves, sun, and wind
The Great messengers of mutability
And rest
Rise into the heart
Effacing the human plaint
By the iron rule of atoms
And the sceptred unforgiving void

Dan Corjescu teaches at the University of Tübingen's "Studium Professionale" program. Read other articles by Dan.