Jane Hirshfield

(New York / United States)

Tree - Poem by 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.


Comments about Tree by Jane Hirshfield

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (3/7/2016 4:32:00 AM)

    a redwood.. a giant sequoia.. a wonder of a tree.. like the wonder of Life, of the Universe.. of Beauty itself..

    '' immensity taps at your life. '' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 23, 2013


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