Poetry
Cut Brambles Long Enough
translation by Jane Hirshfield
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Poetry
Poetry, with its impossible-seeming combination of soft lens and precision, brings to our awareness that which might otherwise go unnoticed and unappreciated. May these poems open your heart to the nuance and opportunity of each moment.
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