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.
A Field Can Bloom by Rumi
Talking can be sweet. A field can bloom in your eyes when sharing words with the right person. An invisible effulgence wafts out from a heart that is happy. That is an oxygen to us. In some cities, smoke stacks pollute the air and harm the lungs of many creatures. A good song fills our chests too, but can have the opposite effect—everything it touches may be better of. There is a governor of every region of space, a divine agent; he or she may remain hidden, but their business is your soul, as it is mine. Words can fertilize space now and then; don’t deny yourself becoming enriched. Find some ears that love the touch of your sounds, and you theirs. ~ from The Purity of Desire, 100 Poems of Rumi, translated by Daniel Ladinsky with Nancy Owen Barton (Penguin Books, 2012)