Wednesday, August 2, 2017

starting wth little things






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Start with little things.

Love the earth like a mole,
fur-near. Nearsighted,

hold close the clods,

their fine-print headlines.

Pat them with soft hands --


Like spades, but pink and loving; they

break rock, nudge giants aside,

affable plow.


Fields are to touch;

each day nuzzle your way.


Tomorrow the world.



–William Stafford
The Way It Is



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