2016-11-25


In Praise of Being Peripheral
--Jane Hirshfield 
Without philosophy,
tragedy,
history, 
a grey squirrel
looks
very busy. 
Light as a soul
released
from a painting by Bosch,
its greens
and vermilions stripped off it. 
He climbs a tree
that is equally ahistoric. 
His heart works harder.


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