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+ "Large as two hands together
still cupping rain,
yellow of amber stripped lightness,
scent of cold leather.
Nameless, one of ten thousand,
lifted without complaint or hope
to this painted table,
neither envelope nor letter.
Almost nothing. Yet before you,
words lie down in envy and silence …"
— Jane Hirshfield, from “Leaf”
5th April 2012
Tags: Jane Hirshfield Leaf thoughts that breathe poetry lit

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