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A poem I like: "Headwaters" by Ellen Bryant Voigt


I made a large mistake I left my house I went into the world it was not

the most perilous hostile part but I couldn't tell among the people there

who needed what no tracks in the snow no boot pointed toward me or away

no snow as in my dooryard only the many currents of self-doubt I clung

to my own life raft I had room on it for only me you're not surprised

it grew smaller and smaller or maybe I grew larger and heavier

but don't you think I'm doing better in this regard I try to do better

Voigt, Ellen Bryant. Headwaters : Poems. First edition. .

New York : W.W. Norton & Company, 2013

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