wild and constant

Sometimes at night
when I can’t sleep

because of the wind
I go and stand
in the library of glaciers.

I stand in another world.
Not the past not the future.
Not paradise not reality not

a dream.
An other competence.
Wild and constant.

From "Wildly Constant," Anne Carson via Books vs. Cigarettes

Painting: I.G., Gerhard Richter, 1993