“One reason to write a poem is to flush from the deep thickets of the self some thought, feeling, comprehension, question, music, you didn't know was in you, or in the world.” – Jane Hirshfield
Born in New York on this date in
1953, Hirschfield has authored countless essays and numerous award-winning books of poetry –
including 2001's Given Sugar, Given Salt; 2006's After; and 2023’s The Asking: New & Selected Poems. Her works have been published worldwide in 15 languages.
For Saturday’s Poem, here is Hirshfield’s,
A Person Protests to Fate
A
person protests to fate:
"The things you have caused
me most to want
are those that furthest elude me."
Fate nods.
Fate is sympathetic.
To tie the shoes, button a shirt,
are triumphs
for only the very young,
the very old.
During the long middle:
conjugating a rivet
mastering tango
training the cat to stay off the table
preserving a single moment longer than this one
continuing to wake whatever has happened the day before
and the penmanships love practices inside the body.
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