No defeat is made up entirely of defeat—since
the world it opens is always a place
..............formerly
........................unsuspected. A
world lost,
..............a world unsuspected,
........................beckons to new places
and no whiteness (lost) is so white as the memory
of whiteness......
[....
......................................................................]
The descent
..............made up of despairs
........................and without accomplishment
realizes a new awakening:
........................which is a reversal
of despair.
..............For what we cannot accomplish, what
is denied to love,
..............what we have lost in the anticipation—
........................a descent follows,
endless and indestructible......
--from ‘The Descent’; William Carlos Williams (1954)
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