Consolation and the Order of the World
There is a certain hubris,
or sense of invulnerability,
That sends us packing
Whenever our focus drops a stop, or the flash fails.These snaps are the balance of our lives
Defining moments, permanent signs,
Fir shadows needling out of the woods,
night with its full syringe.—Charles Wright, from Sestets (Farrar, Straus, & Giroux, 2009)
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