A poem from '1001 POEMS' by the Danish poet Klaus Høeck

        and now that i had

learnt all the poems by heart

        and had learnt all my

        poetry by mind

all that was really left was

        life itself and the

        swallows and the kiss

es and the wild lilac’s mid

        summernight’s dream and

        the rest of the words

and at some point further on

        of course there was death

 I have quoted a lot of poems by Klaus Høeck. All six of his core collections are permanently available at the Royal Danish Library website. Just go to here