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.
Weight by John Freeman
What if each time you caused pain a small round stone was put in your pocket pebbles for inducing self-doubt osmium for death. When you heard someone approach their pockets noisy you’d know, just as dogs do: to keep distance. Some men would pull wagons behind them, their pants disfigured. They’d be shamed from sidewalks delayed at customs, they could never lie flat on beds. They’d have to stand feeling the weight of what they’d done. ~ from the forthcoming THE PARK (2020 Copper Canyon Press)