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We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn.
A red wing rose in the darkness.

And suddenly a hare ran across the road.
One of us pointed to it with his hand.

That was long ago. Today neither of them is alive,
Not the hare, nor the man who made the gesture.

O my love, where are they, where are they going
The flash of a hand, streak of movement, rustle of pebbles.
I ask not out of sorrow, but in wonder.

                                                         Wilno, 1936

Czeslaw Milosz, "Encounter" from The Collected Poems, 1931-1987. Copyright © 1988 by Czeslaw Milosz Royalites, Inc. Used by permission of the HarperCollins Publishers.
Source: The Collected Poems 1931-1987 (The Ecco Press, 1988)
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