Dazzling Philosophy
Michael Hofmann, 15 August 1991
“... source Where the decked chestnut had lost its place In our front hedge above the wallflowers. The white chips jumped and jumped and skited high. I heard the hatchet’s differentiated Accurate cut, the crack, the sigh And collapse of what luxuriated Through the shocked tips and wreckage of it all. Deep planted and long gone, my coeval Chestnut from a jam ... ”