American Culture · American Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Poetry

Jane Hirshfield

Three Times My Life Has Opened Three times my life has opened. Once, into darkness and rain.Once, into what the body carriesat all times within it and starts         to remember each timeit enters into the act of love.Once, to the fire that holds all. These three were not different. You will recognize what I am… Continue reading Jane Hirshfield

Rate this:

American Culture · American Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Excerpt · Fragment · Passage · Poetry

Jane Hirshfield

And when two people have loved each other see how it is like a scar between their bodies, stronger, darker, and proud; how the black cord makes of them a single fabric that nothing can tear or mend. — Jane Hirshfield, from “For What Binds Us,” Of Gravity & Angels. (Wesleyan; 1 edition February 15,… Continue reading Jane Hirshfield

Rate this:

American Culture · American Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Excerpt · Passage · Poetry

Jane Hirshfield

It doesn’t matter what they will make of you or your days: they will be wrong, they will miss the wrong woman, miss the wrong man, all the stories they tell will be tales of their own invention. Your story was this: you were happy, then you were sad, you slept, you awakened. — Jane… Continue reading Jane Hirshfield

Rate this:

American Culture · American Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Excerpt · Fragment · Passage · Poetry

Jane Hirshfield

Your life will carry you as it did always, with ten fingers and both palms, with horizontal ribs and upright spine, with its filling and emptying heart, that wanted only your own heart, emptying, filled, in return. You gave it. What else could you do? — Jane Hirshfield, from “When Your Life Looks Back,” Come,… Continue reading Jane Hirshfield

Rate this: