Deep Noticing

There was a deep noticing
around the tent:

they say, for a transformation
to be made you’d have to
give up the gravity
of a broken self but that’s ridiculous;

if the mystery doesn’t want to be known
it sees you from the secret ground

as those seeds with
spiked tongues (or wings?) traveling
through the woods will be opened
only in the great fires—

— Brenda Hillman, from Loose Sugar

T.S. Poetry

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