Inspire me with... the stars

The Seekonk Woods

by Galway Kinnell

(This is the last part; you can read the whole poem here.)

I want to crawl face down in the fields

and graze on the wild strawberries, my clothes

stained pink, even for seven years

if I must, if they exist. I want to lie out

on my back under the thousand stars and think

my way back up among them, through them,

and a little distance past them, and attain

a moment of absolute ignorance,

if I can, if human mentality lets us.

I have always intended to live forever;

but not until now, to live now. The moment

I have done one or the other, I here by swear,

no one will have to drag me, I'll come

but never will I agree to burn my words.

xoxo