by Kay Ryan [found in The New Yorker: July 25, 2011]:
Say you hoped to
tame something
wild and stayed
calm and inched up
day by day. Or even
not tame it but
meet it halfway.
Things went along.
You made progress,
understanding
it would be a process,
sensing changes
in your hair and nails. So it's
strange when it
attacks: you thought
you had a deal.
