poet Jane Hirshfield

Jane Hirshfield

Da Capo

Take the used-up heart like a pebble
and throw it far out.

Soon there is nothing left.
Soon the last ripple exhausts itself
in the weeds.

Returning home, slice carrots, onions, celery.
Glaze them in oil before adding
the lentils, water, and herbs.

Then the roasted chestnuts, a little pepper, the salt.
Finish with goat cheese and parsley. Eat.

You may do this, I tell you, it is permitted.
Begin again the story of your life.

Topic(s) of this poem: food

Poem Submitted: Monday, December 15, 2014

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  • Gunturu Lakshminarasaiah (1/30/2017 4:05:00 AM)

    The poem advocates the need for the regular renewal of life

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  • Stephen LoomesStephen Loomes (8/27/2016 6:23:00 AM)

    The comfort of food; . stone thrown, cooking alone; ripples lost in the reeds, re-emerging in your words

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  • Fabrizio FrosiniFabrizio Frosini (3/7/2016 4:20:00 AM)

    ''da capo'' it's Italian for: over again / afresh / begins anew..
    also used with the meaning:
    ''andare a capo'' = start a new line

    Begin again the story of your life = ricomincia la storia della tua vita

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