November, Remembering Voltaire  

Jane Hirshfield

by Jane Hirshfield In the evenings I scrape my fingernails clean, hunt through old catalogs for new seed, oil work boots, and shears. This garden is no metaphor — more a task that swallows you into itself,  earth using, as always, everything it can. As featured onThe Daily Gardener podcast: Words inspired by the garden…

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