All The Difficult Hours and Minutes - Jane Hirshfield

Larry Robinson Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Thu Jun 19 06:52:04 PDT 2014


All The Difficult Hours and Minutes

All the difficult hours and minutes
are like salted plums in a jar.
Wrinkled, turn steeply into themselves,
they mutter something the color of  sharkfins to the glass.
Just so, calamity turns toward calmness.
First the jar holds the umeboshi, then the rice does.

	- Jane Hirshfield  


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