‘Where’

gary snyder
GARY SNYDER

Shoot an arrow into the
secret heart of the monster
I once said. But the Airports
Skyscrapers Markets had no secrets
just more places that won’t die.

No use shooting there —

Seek the secret heart.
The core, the center, of the monster’s power
— not where you thought. It’s elsewhere,
hidden in a harmless-looking spot

If you’ve wiped somebody’s nose,
untied a knot, looked for a lost key
maybe a little bird
or mouse   will point
and   whisper in your ear,

               shoot there

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