It’s in disappointment we look for words
to convince us
the spaces between stars are nothing
to worry about,
it’s when those secrets burst
in that emptiness between our hearts
and the lumps in our throats;
and the words we find are always insufficient, like love,
though they are often lovely
and all we have.
- Stephen Dunn, from the poem "Those of Us Who Think We Know"
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
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