You want to know how I spend my time?
I walk the front lawn, pretending to be weeding.
You ought to know I’m never weeding,
on my knees, pulling clumps
of clover from the flower beds:
in fact I’m looking for courage,
for some evidence my life will change,
though it takes forever, checking
each clump for the symbolic leaf,
and soon the summer is ending…
Or was the point always
to continue without a sign?
--Louise Glück, Matins
2020 Nobel Prize in Literature
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