Each day I choose
from among the steepening reminders
of all I have failed to finish, failed to begin.
I open a right-hand cover and read the last page.
Phrases severe and perfect rise before me,
wrung from every extremity of joy and sleek-limbed loss.
Borges, Sinyavsky, Hadewijch, Sappho, Li Po.
More arrive each week, ink sharp as new hunger.
And these are only the books:
the thing already ambered, capable of waiting, turned to words.
-Jane Hirshfield
note: The poem, Each Day I Choose From Among The Steepening Reminders, is from the book of poems, Given Sugar, Given Salt by Jane Hirshfield
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That is just gorgeous, Edgar. How did you find her writing?
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Thank you.
Jane Hirshfield is a regular faculty member at the Napa Valley Writer’s Conference since 1993. I attend her poetry reading during the conference which is usually held in one of the wineries.She was here this year.I always love her nimble, tip-toe-steps kind of poetry. She writes clear lyrical essays: Nine Gates: Entering the Mind of Poetry.
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Thanks for the info, Edgar.
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