“Happiness is harder” by Jane Hirshfield

To read a book of poetry
from back to front,
there is a cure for certain kinds of sadness.

A person has only to choose.
What doesn’t matter; just that

This coffee. That dress.
“Here is the time I would like to arrive.”
“Today, I will wash the windows.”

Happiness is harder.

Consider the masters’ description
of awakened existence, how seemingly simple:
Hungry, I eat; sleepy, I sleep.
Is this choosing completely, or not at all?

In either case, everything seems to conspire against it.

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from Given Sugar, Given Salt, 2002.

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1 Response to “Happiness is harder” by Jane Hirshfield

  1. Jerome Bloom says:

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