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.

Riveted by Robyn Sarah

 It is possible that things will not get better
 than they are now, or have been known to be.
 It is possible that we are past the middle now.
 It is possible that we have crossed the great water
 without knowing it, and stand now on the other side.
 Yes: I think that we have crossed it. Now 
 we are being given tickets, and they are not
 tickets to the show we had been thinking of,
 but to a different show, clearly inferior.

 Check again: it is our own name on the envelope.
 The tickets are to that other show.

 It is possible that we will walk out of the darkened hall
 without waiting for the last act: people do.
 Some people do. But it is probable
 that we will stay seated in our narrow seats
 all through the tedious dénouement
 to the unsurprising end — riveted, as it were;
 spellbound by our own imperfect lives
 because they are lives,
 and because they are ours.

~from A Day's Grace: Poems 1997-2002 (The Porcupine's Quill, 2003)

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