Sunday Poetry: By The Selves We Had To Be

Welcome to Sunday Poetry.   If this is your first visit you can read about the purpose and inspiration of my Sunday poetry blogs here.

I collect poetry as I find it.  Sometimes I search while writing my own chapters or paragraphs, trying to avoid setting more words on paper myself.  Sometimes I search when a poem I’ve stumbled on hasn’t spoken to me and I demand a second chance to be dazzled.  I don’t know when I found this poem, but I do remember loving it.  And now I’m sharing it with you.

Poetry about lives that somehow fell short of expectations speak to me this year, as I try to sort through a death in my own family and the potential that never quite came to pass.  I take comfort in the line.  “. . .that it will turn out to have been all right for what it was.” 

So thank you for that healing insight David Ray, you who, in turn, thanked a poet in “Thanks, Robert Frost.”

Remember there are no quizzes here, no right ways to read or contemplate the poem we share.  Absolutely no dissecting allowed.  Just come along for the “read.”  What line, word or thought will you carry with you this week?  If you’d like to tell us where the poem took you?  We’ll listen.


  1. Beverly Silvestre on February 26, 2012 at 1:33 pm

    Isn’t it what we all hope for? To have done everything we can to make our lives meaningful to those we touched in the past and those who will carry on in the future.

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