هل تساءلت يومًا كيف يطفو نسر في السماء عن طريق القيام بحركات دائرية؟ في هذه القصيدة تصور الشاعرة جوي هارجو كيف أنّ هذه الحركة الدائرية تشبه دورة الحياة.
.Once the world was perfect, and we were happy in that world
.Then we took it for granted
.Discontent began a small rumble in the earthly mind
.Then Doubt pushed through with its spiked head
.My house is the red earth; it could be the center of the world
.I’ve heard New York, Paris, or Tokyo called the center of the world, but I say it is magnificently humble
.You could drive by and miss it
We were running out of breath, as we ran out to meet ourselves. We
.Were surfacing the edge of our ancestors’ fights, and ready to Strike
.It was difficult to lose days in the Indian bar if you were Straight
Easy if you played pool and drank to remember to forget. We
,Remember the sky that you were born under
.know each of the star's stories
.Remember the moon, know who she is
Remember the sun's birth at dawn, that is the
هي قصيدة للشاعرة جوي هارجو، تستخدم الشاعرة الصورة المركزية لطاولة المطبخ لربط جميع مجالات الحياة، الطفولة، والحب، والخسارة، والحرب، والبلوغ، والذاكرة كلها مرتبطة بالأحداث التي تحدث على الطاولة، يصبح الصورة المركزية لهارجو ، الجدول الذي يمثل كل المساعي البشرية.
