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.
Black Postcards by Tomas Tranströmer
The calendar is full, future unknown. The cable hums the folk song from no country. Falling snow on the lead-still sea. Shadows wrestle on the dock. In the middle of life it happens that death comes and takes your measurements. This visit is forgotten and life goes on. But the suit is sewn in silence. ~ from Selected Poems (The Ecco Press, 1987)