24 Oct
2016
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Though She Would See

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A Story
by Jane Hirshfield

A woman tells me
the story of a small wild bird,
beautiful on her window sill, dead three days.
How her daughter came suddenly running,

“It’s moving, Mommy, he’s alive.”
And when she went, it was.
The emerald wing-feathers stirred, the throat
seemed to beat again with pulse.
Closer then, she saw how the 
true life lifted
under the wings. Turned her face
so her daughter would not see, though she would see.

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