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.

Break by Brooke McNamara

Rest, now.
Let the weight you run from every day
now draw you down.
Later there will be more time to tend
to everything left undone
Now, rest.
into your own bones
lying horizontal on this ground.
into your dark corners.
Come into this
original nakedness
under all the layers.
Come where all your losses
Don't rise,
yet --
Be drawn deeper down
into the salt tide of tears.
Let grief wash you,
then drown you
beyond the name
you were first given,
when you reached to touch
your own mother's face for the very first time,
and she smiled her light down into you.
Now reach those same fingers
for the face of infinity --
so that, opening your eyes,
you will know
the one dreaming you
is pleased with you,
that everything seen
is your self,
and that now is the time
to rise wholehearted into the work
aching to be animated
by precisely you.

~ from Bury The Seed (Performance Integral, 2020)

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