.
The ancient suggested we must endure our thoughts -- bright obviousness the only soldier in that army
left standing -- at attention, motionless
in the cold. Now in the night of the South
it is the turning of the year, now in the night of the North it is the turning
of the year, the last day of a certain year beyond which there is nothing left of time
left standing -- at attention, motionless
in the cold. Now in the night of the South
it is the turning of the year, now in the night of the North it is the turning
of the year, the last day of a certain year beyond which there is nothing left of time
passing in the remorseless dark. The mass
continues to disintegrate, successive calvings over a matter of days having
continues to disintegrate, successive calvings over a matter of days having
left it adrift and sinking into the harbour mouth. So it comes to this winter summer thought
looking forward and looking back. Now in the South there is this sound of the ice breaking
now there is the sound
of the splash.
Emperor Penguin diving into water, Antarctica: photo by Glenn Grant, 2007 (National Science Foundation)
Deteriorating and drifting iceberg, southeast of Upernavik, Greenland, 24 July to 21 August, 2007: photos by Kim Hansen
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