
"Possibility: An Assay"
Posted Tuesday, Jan. 25, 2005, at 9:08 AM ETListen to Jane Hirshfield reading this poem.
Again I looked out the window.
All around me, the morning still dark.
The mountain's outline there, but not the mountain.
Then a neighbor's facing plate-glass filled
with the colors, acute and tender, of a Flemish painting.
Corals, blues.
Which seemed to be a preview of the future but were,
I knew,
this moment simply looking elsewhere,
like a woman who has wept for weeks who realizes
that she is also hungry.
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