Poetry: If Truth Is the Lure, Humans Are Fishes by Jane Hirshfield

It has been really slow lately, which is a great thing.  It means there are not high profile lies and cheats on the loose.  I found this peom on the web that seems to speak to the content of the website.  She will be appearing along with Ekman and others at the Being Human 2012 on March 24, 2012, between 9:00 am - 5:30 pm.



 If Truth Is the Lure, Humans Are Fishes


Under each station of the real,



another glimmers.



And so the love of false-bottomed drawers



and the salt mines outside Kraków,



going down and down without drowning.



A man harms his wife, his child.



He says, “Here is the reason.”



She says, “Here is the reason.”



The child says nothing,



watching him led away.



If truth is the lure, humans are fishes.



All the fine bones of that eaten-up story,



think about them.



Their salt-cod whiteness on whiteness.



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Poetry: If Truth Is the Lure, Humans Are Fishes by Jane Hirshfield