I bought a small book of Jaccottet's poems and loved them instantly. Clean, mysterious... my kind of poetry.
Leaning out of the window tonight
I saw that the world was without weight
and there were no more obstacles. All
that detains us by day appeared, moreover,
to take me through one door after another
in an abode of water, towards something
as frail and luminous as the grass
I was about to enter without fear,
giving thanks for the freshness of the earth.
in the steps of the moon I said yes and off I went.
from Ignorance (1957) by Philippe Jaccottet