A Poem For Today - Field
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KEN DICKINSON
Nov 18, 2025, 9:49:43 AMNov 18
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Field
A horse’s field of vision, with both large eyes open,
covers three hundred and fifty degrees. Only a little is missing.
A few inches directly in front of the face, a sliver behind the tail.
Sometimes an era, a country, turns into a horse.
A plunging forward. Its own stinging bee that it flees.
Denying future and past, trampling people as if they were pliable grasses.
- Jane Hirshfield
A horse’s field of vision, with both large eyes open,
covers three hundred and fifty degrees. Only a little is missing.
A few inches directly in front of the face, a sliver behind the tail.
Sometimes an era, a country, turns into a horse.
A plunging forward. Its own stinging bee that it flees.
Denying future and past, trampling people as if they were pliable grasses.
- Jane Hirshfield
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Patricia Rios
Nov 18, 2025, 11:11:24 AMNov 18
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Wow...!
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