Fall in Love with Poetry

“I have sought to restore the aura of sacred practice that accompanies true poetic creation, to honor both the rational and the irrational elements of poetry. I would restore the burden of the mystery. I would illuminate an experience that takes us to the very heart of being.” -excerpts from the Preface, How to Read a Poem and Fall in Love with Poetry by Edward Hirsch

days of

She missed the supermoon
and showers of meteors

Sometimes she touched the parts
and they all fit

In-between days
between her lips was grindstone

There were moments
she wanted to fold away the table cloth

put away the dishes
let the candles melt

Someone, once a friend,
called, a simple request

for her to come
sound of urgency,apology unspoken

The need gave her a place
a mind and heart in the table

In silence
gratitude can be overwhelming.

note: I finished reading Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout. My summary.