By Jane Hirshfield<\/p>\n
It was like this:
\nyou were happy, then you were sad,
\nthen happy again, then not.<\/p>\n
It went on.
\nYou were innocent or you were guilty.
\nActions were taken, or not.<\/p>\n
At times you spoke, at other times you were silent.
\nMostly, it seems you were silent\u2014what could you say?<\/p>\n
Now it is almost over.<\/p>\n
Like a lover, your life bends down and kisses your life.<\/p>\n
It does this not in forgiveness\u2014
\nbetween you, there is nothing to forgive\u2014
\nbut with the simple nod of a baker at the moment
\nhe sees the bread is finished with transformation.<\/p>\n
Eating, too, is a thing now only for others.<\/p>\n
It doesn\u2019t matter what they will make of you
\nor your days: they will be wrong,
\nthey will miss the wrong woman, miss the wrong man,
\nall the stories they tell will be tales of their own invention.<\/p>\n
Your story was this: you were happy, then you were sad,
\nyou slept, you awakened.
\nSometimes you ate roasted chestnuts, sometimes persimmons.<\/p>\n
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