Sunday, January 9, 2011

A man walks through his life





A man walks through his life
as he did when he was a boy,
taking a pear here, an apple there,
three peaches.

It is easy.  They are there, by the roadside.

I want to say to him, stop.
I want to say to him, where is the plum tree you planted?

But how can I say this?
I suck on the pit of my question,
I who also eat daily the labor of others.

~ Jane Hirshfield
from After



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