Poetry followed me to work yesterday. Actually Ian, a fellow Farmer, asked for a recommendation on which W.S. Merwin book he should buy. I was unsure, so I checked out three for perusal from the library; looking forward to swapping good Merwin poems with him soon. So, since Merwin's on the brain:
Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.