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firstfullmoon · 9 months
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Jane Hirshfield, from “That Falling”
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kafk-a · 11 months
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Jane Hirshfield
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tamsoj · 4 months
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Jane Hirshfield, from Meridian Anthology of Contemporary Poetry, "The Envoy"
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geryone · 7 months
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The Lives of the Heart, Jane Hirshfield
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apoemaday · 8 months
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Everything Has Two Endings
by Jane Hirshfield
Everything has two endings-- a horse, a piece of string, a phone call.
Before a life, air. And after.
As silence is not silence, but a limit of hearing.
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beguines · 1 year
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Jane Hirshfield, "Each Happiness Ringed by Lions", The Lives of the Heart
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undinesea · 4 months
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Half-sleeping, my body pulls toward yours — desire a long oar dipping again and again in this night's dark rain.
Jane Hirshfield, "Half-Sleeping"
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havingapoemwithyou · 11 months
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tree by jane hirshfield
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ariadnethedragon · 8 months
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The Ink Dark Moon: Love Poems by Ono no Komachi and Izumi Shikibu
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movietonight · 1 year
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Alan Alda // The Bear - S1E8 Braciole // Jane Hirshfield - Da Capo // Big Eden // Joy Harjo - Perhaps the World Ends Here // Peder Severin Kroyer - Hip, Hip, Hurrah!
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firstfullmoon · 1 year
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jane hirshfield / chen chen / philip levine
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majestativa · 5 days
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And a rope of jasmine blossoms around your neck.
— Mirabai, Mirabai: Ecstatic Poems, transl by Robert Bly & Jane Hirshfield, (2004)
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tamsoj · 4 months
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Jane Hirshfield, from Meridian Anthology of Contemporary Poetry, "Poe: An Assay"
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geryone · 10 months
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Ledger, Jane Hirshfield
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apoemaday · 4 months
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Meeting the Light Completely
by Jane Hirshfield
Even the long-beloved was once an unrecognized stranger.
Just so, the chipped lip of a blue-glazed cup, blown field of a yellow curtain, might also, flooding and falling, ruin your heart.
A table painted with roses. An empty clothesline.
Each time, the found world surprises— that is its nature.
And then what is said by all lovers: “What fools we were, not to have seen.”
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beguines · 1 year
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There is more and more I tell no one, strangers nor loves. This slips into the heart without hurry, as if it had never been.
And yet, among the trees, something has changed.
Something looks back from the trees, and knows me for who I am.
Jane Hirshfield, from "Three Foxes by the Edge of the Field at Twilight", The Lives of the Heart
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