Amor Fati

March 5, 2026 #poem, #poetry, #wikipedia

Amor Fati
BY JANE HIRSHFIELD
Little soul,
you have wandered
lost a long time.
The woods all dark now,
birded and eyed.
Then a light, a cabin, a fire, a door standing open.
The fairy tales warn you:
Do not go in,
you who would eat will be eaten.
You
go in. You quicken.
You want to have feet.
You want to have eyes.
You want to have fears.

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