Reading Jane Hirshfield from this month’s edition of the poetry magazine. The poem is called “Once I” – http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/245604#poem
Once, Iwas seven Spanish bullocks in a high meadow,
sleepy and nameless.
In a prior life, I, says the soul of the poem, was seven Spanish bullocks in a high meadow. These bullocks are sleepy and nameless — not awake and not with ego.
As-ifness strange to myself, but complete.
This ridiculous statement might seem strange, but it is “complete” — it is a statement stemming from the principle of oneness.