Poem of the Week, by Edward Hirsch

My Father’s Track and Field Medal, 1932
– Edward Hirsch

Cup the tarnished metal in your palm.
Look closely and you’ll see a squirrel
scampering up a beech-wood in the forest.
You’ll see a cardinal flaming in the branches.
You’ll see a fleet-footed antelope racing
through the woods ahead of the hunters.

For more information on Edward Hirsch, please click here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/edward-hirsch

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One comment

  1. Nicole · December 29, 2012

    funny, i was cleaning out some things at my parent’s house last night and found a college of track & field poems I had assembled for a high school class and this was one of the poems 🙂


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