To the New Year by W. S. Merwin
"so this is the sound of you / here and now whether or not / anyone hears it" — W. S. Merwin
What it costs by Marge Piercy
"I will lift the leaden / coffin lid of the surface / and thrust my face / into the air." – Marge Piercy
From Blossoms by Li-Young Lee
“O, to take what we love inside, / to carry within us an orchard, to eat / not only the skin, but the shade, / not only the sugar, but the days” – Li-Young Lee
