In grayish doubt and black despair,
I drafted hymns to the earth and the air,
pretending to joy, although I lacked it.
The age had made lament redundant.
So here's the question - who can answer it -
Was he a brave man or a hypocrite?
In grayish doubt and black despair,
I drafted hymns to the earth and the air,
pretending to joy, although I lacked it.
The age had made lament redundant.
So here's the question - who can answer it -
Was he a brave man or a hypocrite?
© Czeslaw Milosz