Earth, what have I to do with thee?
With your meadows where dumb beasts
Grazed before the deluge without lifting their heads?
What have I to do with your implacable births?
So why this gracious melancholia?
Is it because anger is no use?
"A Portal" (1976), trans. Czesław Miłosz and Robert Hass - Hymn of the Pearl (1981)