Tuesday, October 20, 2015

William Stafford: "A Message from Space"

Everything that happens is the message:
you read an event and be one and wait,
like breasting a wave, all the while knowing
by living, though not knowing how to live.

Or workers built an antenna—a dish
aimed at stars—and they themselves are its message,
crawling in and out, being worlds that loom,
dot-dash, and sirens, and sustaining beams.

And sometimes no one is calling but we turn up
eye and ear—suddenly we fall into
sound before it begins, the breathing
so still it waits there under the breath—

And then the green of leaves calls out, hills
where they wait or turn, clouds in their frenzied
stillness unfolding their careful words:
"Everything counts. The message is the world."

"A Message from Space" by William Stafford. Text as published in On William Stafford: The Worth of Local Things, edited by Tom Andrews (University of Michigan Press, 1995).

Art credit: Untitled image presented by Wallpapers Library, photographer unknown.

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