One form of matter completed by grief.
One psalm so utter its form is life.

One fire further than the one in which we’ve burned.
One world more than our wounds have earned.

One love so lavish it is not one.
You look up, love, for a time entirely sun.

This article appears in November 2022.

Christian Wiman’s latest collection of poems is Survival is a Style (Farrar, Straus and Giroux.) He teaches at the Yale Institute of Sacred Music.