There Is a Silence Where Hath Been No Sound; There Is a Silence Where No Sound May Be

On The Storks and the Rhythm of the World

Józef Chełmoński (1849–1914), The Storks, National Museum in Warsaw

Today I’ve been thinking of Thomas Hood’s poem Silence, whose opening words also became the title of this article, and I felt compelled to write. There is a silence where hath been no sound; There is a silence where no sound may be.(…) But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free… Hood’s po…