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.

Little Scar by Molly Peacock

The twin nature of a wound is healing 
and reminding.  The same scar that means 
“it’s over” recalls that the hard dead spot 
at its centre was once alive to feeling.
People worry about remembering 
as they push aside what remains, 
as if “getting over it” made the thought
of what happened into an obstacle,
but anyone who’s lost anything, even
a torn stuffed bear, knows loss is the vestibule
to a parallel universe inside grieving,
where all who were lost still seem living.
Now we have to live with a scar, a strange 
benumbed place we reenter as we change.

~ from The Second Blush (W.W. Norton & Co, 2008)