Weekend Meditation: A Poem for the End of Summer

Weekend Meditation: A Poem for the End of Summer

Dana Velden
Sep 6, 2009

Spell to Be Said Upon Departure
by Jane Hirshfield

What had come here to do
having finished,
shelves of the water lie flat.

Copper the leaves of the doorsill,
yellow and falling.
Scarlet the bird that is singing.

Vanished the labor, here walls are.
Completed the asking.
Loosing the birds there is water.

Having eaten the pears.
Having eaten
the black figs, the white figs. Eaten the apples.

Table be strewn.
Table be strewn with stems,
table with peelings of grapefruit and pleasure.

Table be strewn with pleasure,
what was here to be done having finished.

May your holiday be full of celebration and delight! May your table be strewn with the bounty of the summer harvest and rimmed in the celebration of good friendship.

Spell to Be Said Upon Departure is from the book The Lives of the Heart ($10.40, at Amazon) and is used by permission of the author.

(Image: Dana Velden)

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