Look for smaller signs instead, the fine-by poet Dana Gioia
disturbances of ordered things when suddenly
the rhythms of your expectation break
and in a moment's pause another world
reveals itself behind the ordinary.
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December 8, 2009
These lines
from today's poemAday really struck me as masterful.
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