In February

In February living stood still.
The birds flew unwillingly and the soul
chafed against the landscape as a boat
chafes against the pier it lies moored to.

—Tomas Tranströmer, from “Face to Face” in The Great Enigma: New Collected Poems, translated from the Swedish by Robin Fulton (New Directions Books, 2006)

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