Learning to Yield/Learning to Stay Put

 

 

 

 

 

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1. A MILKWEED

Anonymous as cherubs
Over the crib of God,
White seeds are floating
Out of my burst pod.
What power had I
Before I learned to yield?
Shatter me, great wind:
I shall possess the field.
photo by Josh Scholten
photo by Josh Scholten
 
2. A STONE
 
As casual as cow-dung
Under the crib of God,
I lie where chance would have me,
Up to the ears in sod.
Why should I move? To move
Befits a light desire.
The sill of Heaven would founder,
Did such as I aspire.
 
– Richard Wilbur “Two Voices from the Meadow”

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