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.

Faces by Adam Zagajewski

Evening on the market square I saw shining faces 
of people I didn’t know.  I looked greedily 
at people’s faces: each was different,
each said something, persuaded
laughed, endured.

I thought that the city is built not of houses, 
squares, boulevards, parks, wide streets,
but of faces gleaming like lamps,
like the torches of welders, who mend
steel in clouds of sparks at night.

~ from Unseen Hand (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2009)

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