Poet Jane Hirshfield said "... the feeling I have about poem-writing (is) that it is always an exploration, of discovering something I didn't already know.  Who I am shifts from moment to moment, year to year.  What I can perceive does as well.  A new poem peers into mystery, into whatever lies just beyond the edge of knowable ground."

I bring a different poem to the writing classes each week, not only to inspire but to introduce new poets to the group members.

Crow by Rosemary Blake

A crow settles 
on the crown 
of the Norway spruce 
dislodging snow.

How thin 
the foliage 
against the fence,

the intersection’s
red and green lights
growing clearer
through the branches
every year.

I spend too much 
time at the window,

watch, too long, the line
of darkening trees, a cloud-
inflected sky.

It is growing late.

Traffic streams 
neon in the wet streets.

~ from Wintering (Ekstasis Editions, 2007)

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