I'd say that the middle stanza is closer: that's the place where the poem ranges unexpectedly into a different realm.
Jane HirshfieldPoems offer us counter-knowledges. They let us see what is invisible to ordinary looking, and to find in overlooked corners the opulence of our actual lives. Similarly, we usually spend our waking hours trying to be sure of things - of our decisions, our ideas, our choices. We so want to be right. But we walk by right foot and left foot.
Jane HirshfieldI will never become a horse trainer, a biologist, a person competent with a hammer. My loves were my loves.
Jane Hirshfield