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.

What the Snake Brings to the World by Lorna Crozier

Without the snake 
there'd be no letter S. 
No forked tongue and toil, 
no pain and sin. No wonder 
the snake's without shoulders. 
What could bear such a weight! 

The snake's responsible for everything 
that slides and hisses, that moves 
without feet or legs. The wind, for example. 
The sea in its long sweeps to shore and out again. 

The snake has done some good, then. 
Even sin to the ordinary man 
brings its pleasures. And without 
the letter S traced belly-wise 
outside the gates of Eden 
we'd have to live 
with the singular of everything: 
sparrow, ear, heartbeat, 
mercy, truth. 

~ from The Blue Hour of the Day, Selected Poems, 
(McClelland & Stewart Ltd, 2007)


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