and a national morality", the poet [Czeslaw Milosz] wonders, "If nature's law is murder, if the strong survive and the weak perish . . . where is there room for God's goodness?" Despite believing that one's real moral duty is towards people, and confessing to "wandering on the edge of heresy", he could not give up on God because "I am unable to speak to clouds or rocks".
from The Guardian: Czeslaw Milosz's border-crossing genius
then Culture Kiosque: Poetry: Czeslaw Milosz: The Year of the Ecstatic Pessimist
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