ONE QUESTION I - Why? - Eli Siegel

The quiet of this afternoon is strange, haunting, awful;
Hear that buzzing in the hot grass, coming from live things; and those crows' cries from somewhere;
There is a sluggish, sad brook near here, too.
The bird is gone now, so graceful, fair as it was, And the sky has nothing but the brightness of air in it.
The clean color of air.
The sun makes it be afternoon here;...

In reality opposites are one; art shows this.

Every person in order to respect himself has to see the world as beautiful or good or acceptable.