poetry Jane Hirshfield, "A Chair in Snow" I thought I should share Jane Hirshfield's "A Chair in Snow" because it so beautifully illustrates the weight of the season.
poetry Jane Hirshfield, "I sat in the sun" Jane Hirshfield opens the sacredness of the everyday in "I sat in the sun."
poetry Jane Hirshfield, "Everything Has Two Endings" Grief and pain are tied to a loss of communication. There's a numbness in knowing you can't be heard.
poetry Jane Hirshfield, "All the Difficult Hours and Minutes" Hirshfield's poem brings us to a number of pains and frustrations. They are "difficult hours and minutes," "like salted plums in a jar."