good way to put it

“The poem is just what you can somehow bring back, but you yourself know it’s only a shred of a memory. Like beautiful wet stones from the beach, which dry.”

—Jean Valentine, “What Remains Unseen,” collected in A God In the House: poets talk about faith, ed. Ilya Kaminsky and Katherine Towler

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