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.

I Should Now by Czeslaw Milosz

I should now be wiser than I was. 
Yet I don't know whether I am wiser. 

Memory composes a story of shames and amazements.

The shames I closed inside myself, but the amazements,
At a sun-streak on a wall, at the trill of an oriole, a face,
An iris, a volume of poems, a person, endure and return 
in brightness. Such moments lifted me above my lameness. You, with whom I fell in love, approach, and forgive me my trespasses because I was dazzled by your beauty. You are not perfect, but just that arch of eyebrow, that tilt of the head, that voice, reticent and seductive, could only belong to a perfect creature. I swore to love you eternally, but later on my resolution wavered. My fabric is woven of flickering glimpses, it wouldn’t have been large enough to wrap a monument. I was left with many unwritten odes in honor of men and women. Their incomparable bravery, devotion, self-sacrifice passed away with them, and nobody knows of it. Nobody knows for all eternity. When I think of this, I need an immortal Witness so that he alone knows and remembers. ~ from Second Space (Ecco, HarperCollins, 2004)


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