Starting with Little Thingsby William Stafford
Original Language English
Love the earth like a mole,
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,
Fields are to touch;
each day nuzzle your way.
Tomorrow the world.
|-- from The Way It Is: New & Selected Poems, by William Stafford|
/ Image by Dariusz Kucharsey /
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