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.

Excerpt from the blessing 'For Light' by John O'Donohue

In the glare of neon times,
Let our eyes not be worn
By surfaces that shine
With hunger made attractive. 
That our thoughts may be true light,
Finding their way into words
Which have the weight of shadow
To hold the layers of truth. 
That we never place our trust
In minds claimed by empty light,
Where one-sided certainties
Are driven by false desire. 
When we look into the heart,
May our eyes have the kindness
And reverence of candlelight.
That the searching of our minds 
Be equal to the oblique
Crevices and corners where
The mystery continues to dwell,
glimmering in fugitive light. 

~from To Bless The Space Between Us (Harmony, 2008)