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Jasper, feldspar, quartzite, agate, granite, sandstone, slate.
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Some can be rounded, some not.
Some can be flaked, some not.
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A person too, hold her lines of possible fracture.
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Snow falls over the cities and mountains.
Cries of the late geese pass through it,
forsythia blossoms far inside their buds.
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Each pebble, each planet, gives off a recordable singing.
I have heard them.
Monastic the strangeness.
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Perhaps, through, that is the only destination -
beauty & strangeness.
Whose notes abandon the instruments that make them.
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~ Jane Hirshfield
art by Karla Nolan
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