Notre Dame Cathedral in the snow


Billy Collins mediates on silence in this short poem from Poetry magazine. In such a noisy world, this is almost an untranslatable concept, especially in its versatility. Peace, dread, waiting, strength. Here’s the second stanza.

“The silence of the falling vase
before it strikes the floor, 
the silence of the belt when it is not striking the child.”

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