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Two prolific poets approach ‘house’ through different doors:

THE BUILDER OF HOUSES

by Jane Cooper

What was the blond child building
Down by the pond at near-dark
When the trees had lost their gildingcooper
And the giant shadows stepped
To the water’s edge, then stopped?
With intent fingers, doing a boy’s work
In a boy”s old sweater
She hammered against her dear world’s dirty weather.

Proud of her first house
Which boasted an orange-crate ceiling
A pillow, a stuffed mouse…

 

FULL TEXT HERE
from Poetry, Oct. 1958

 

 

AN HOUR IS NOT A HOUSE

by Jane Hirshfield

An hour is not a house,
a life is not a house,
you do not go through them as ifjane-hirshfield-2012-448
they were doors to another.

Yet an hour can have shape and proportion,
four walls, a ceiling
An hour can be dropped like a glass….

FULL TEXT HERE
from Poetry, Apr. 2013

Bonus tidbit: Hirshfield on The Art of the Metaphor (TED talk)

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