Robert Hass Poems
|1.||Privilege Of Being||4/2/2015|
|2.||After The Gentle Poet Kobayashi Issa||9/10/2014|
|3.||Winged And Acid Dark||9/10/2014|
|4.||Selected Haiku By Issa||9/10/2014|
|5.||Iowa City: Early April||9/10/2014|
|7.||Misery And Splendor||9/10/2014|
|8.||Between The Wars||9/10/2014|
|10.||The Apple Trees At Olema||12/24/2014|
|12.||Meditation At Lagunitas||9/10/2014|
Comments about Robert Hass
Meditation At Lagunitas
All the new thinking is about loss.
In this it resembles all the old thinking.
The idea, for example, that each particular erases
the luminous clarity of a general idea. That the clown-
faced woodpecker probing the dead sculpted trunk
of that black birch is, by his presence,
some tragic falling off from a first world
of undivided light. Or the other notion that,
because there is in this world no one thing
to which the bramble of blackberry corresponds,
a word is elegy to what it signifies.
We talked about it late last night and in the voice
of my friend, ...