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.

Sanctity by Daniel Karasik

It’s not holy if you tell it	
to a stranger 
on the beach.

It cannot be holy	
if it is a story whose telling
has just become habitual,
I met her in the shade,	
she wore green, 
inclined her head a bit,
we’d gone to the same school
but never met.

It is coarse, it is crude,	
it is profane and it does no favours
to the millions who wait
knowing or unknowing
for what is holy,
for what is secret,
for what can be told only in fragments,
to old drunks and grandmothers
on buses,
barely listening. 

~ from Undercurrents, New Voices in Canadian Poetry
edited by Robyn Sarah (Cormorant Books, 2011)

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