I know this would happen soon. But I hoped it wouldn’t.
Allen Grossman, January 7, 1932 – June 27, 2014.
“Poetry is a principle of power invoked by all of us against our vanishing. The making of poems is a practice — a work human beings can do — in which civilization has invested some part of its love of itself and the world. The poem is a trace of the will of all persons to be known and to make known and, therefore, to be at all.”
Amen.