Sunday, December 20, 2009


More and more I have come to admire resilience.

Not the simple resistance of a pillow,
whose foam returns over and over to the same shape,
but the sinuous tenacity of a tree: finding the light newly blocked on one side,

it turns in another.

A blind intelligence, true.

But out of such persistence arose turtles, rivers, mitochondria, figs--all this resinous,
unretractable earth.

poem by Jane Hirshfield

{Art by Ethe/Programming by DPC}

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