"The Sky at Night" by W. G. Sebald
The Sky at Night A belated excursion to the stone collection of our feelings Little left here worth showing alas Is there from an anthropological perspective a need for love Or merely for yearnings easy to disappoint Which stars go down as white dwarfs What relation does a heavy heart bear to the art of comedy Does the hunter Orion have answers to such questions Or are they too closely guarded by the Dog Star