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More and more I have come to admire resilience. Not the simple resistance of a pillow, whose foam returns over and over to the same shape, but the sinuous tenacity of a tree: finding the light newly blocked on one side, it turns in another. A blind intelligence, true. But out of such persistence arose turtles, rivers, mitochondria, figs–all this resinous, unretractable earth.
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 9:24 PM UTC
Jane Hirshfield
More and more I have come to admire resilience. Not the simple resistance of a pillow, whose foam returns over and over to the same shape, but the sinuous tenacity of a tree: finding the light newly blocked on one side, it turns in another. A blind intelligence, true. But out of such persistence arose turtles, rivers, mitochondria, figs–all this resinous, unretractable earth.
mike-essig
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 9:24 PM UTC
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