Mark Strand is tops on my list. Last night, we went to a party after the opera and in handwriting tacked to a wall in the host’s house was this poem:
Keeping Things Whole
In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.
When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body’s been.
We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.
— Mark Strand