Nothing Wants to Sufferby Danusha Laméris after Linda Hogan Nothing wants to suffer. Not the wind as it scrapes itself against the cliff. Not the cliff being eaten, slowly, by the sea. The earth does not wantto suffer the rough tread of those who do not notice it. The trees do not want to suffer the axe, nor see their sisters felled by root rot, mildew, rust.   The coyote in its den. The puma stalking its prey. These, too, want ease and a tender animal in the mouth  to take their hunger. An offering, one hopes,  made quickly, and without much suffering.  The chair mourns an angry sitter. The lamp, a scalded moth. A table, the…