POEM

Tree

by Jane Hirshfield

Jane Hirshfield
It is foolish
to let a young redwood   
grow next to a house.

Even in this   
one lifetime,
you will have to choose.

That great calm being,
this clutter of soup pots and books—

Already the first branch-tips brush at the window.   
Softly, calmly, immensity taps at your life.

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Award-winning poet and translator Jane Hirshfield is the author of several collections of verse, . . . MORE »

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