REALISM

Now we agree
That those trees outside the window,
which probably exist,
Only pretend to greenness and treeness
And that the language loses
when it tries to cope
With clusters of molecules. And yet, this here:
A jar, a tin plate, a half-peeled lemon,
Walnuts, a loaf of bread, last—and so strongly
It is hard not to believe in their lastingness.

—Czesław Miłosz