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.
Dead Ends by Margaret Avison
The dead end that I dreaded confronts me in this true statement! It’s apt, manageable, but valid only in its locked cabinet. There’s no finality out here: a sphere too vast, too growthful, too mischievous’ subject as well to swellings, violent combustion, whizzings off along the light-years. There’s too much of us for us to know. But closing heart, and ear is a terminus I fear, too. We slam into it, often, though knowing is a peril almost as terrible as never being sure where the dead end will appear. ~ from Concrete and Wild Carrot (Brick Books, 2005)