Reflections

Dear Reader, 

This week I have a poem for you from the end of 1957.

It is one of the only *love poems* that Hannah Arendt wrote. And, like the others, it is a meditation on nearness and distance. 

What remains in the space between two people when the bond is broken?

Find out Hannah Arendt’s answer by listening.

Yours, 

Sam

Martin Heidegger in his library.