Be a Person Here
Be a Person Here after William Stafford Listen. First to finches and doves, owls in intimate conversation kindred rustling of leaves clattering hail the fall of snow how it quiets the natural world Give ear to your neighbors the ones you understand who are easy to love, and the vexing enigmas hip pockets fat with open-carry pistols Listen to them, too and the humming cosmos brimming, boundless far vaster than mind can contemplate feel how minuscule we are Listen.



