Sleeping, turning in turn like planets rotating in their midnight meadow: a touch is enough to let us know we’re not alone in the universe, even in sleep…

—Adrienne Rich

Diving Into The Wreck made such an impression on me when I first read it and remains one of my favorite poems. And if you click here you can listen to Sharon Olds reading The Burning Of Paper Instead Of Children. Or read it here, but do read it. And, if you haven’t read the news already, here’s what NPR has written about her.   A great American poet who can never be read/taught/learned from enough. RIP.