On A Day, In The World
--Brenda Hillman 

………..We had a grief
we didn't understand while
………..standing at the edge of
…some low scrub hills as if
humans were extra
…or already gone;—

what had been in us before?
……….a life that asks for mostly
….wanting freedom to get things done
in order to feel less
……….helpless about the end
of things alone—;

when i think of time on earth,
…i feel the angle of gray minutes
……….entering the medium days
….yet not "built-up":: our
work together: groups, the willing
….burden of an old belief,

 ……….& beyond them love, as of
 …a great life going like fast
creatures peeling back marked
….seeds, gold-brown integuments
….the color time
..will be when we are gone—