One of the best overall collections of poems I've read in a while. One of my favorites is titled "Rough Country" -
Give me a landscape made of obstacles,
of steep hills and jutting glacial rock,
where the low-running streams are quick to flood
the grassy fields and bottomlands.
A place
no engineers can master - where the roads
must twist like tendrils up the mountainside
on narrow cliffs where boulders block the way.
Where talk black trunks of lightning-scalded pine
push through the tangled woods to make a roost
for hawks and swarming crows.
And sharp inclines
where twisting through the thorn-thick underbrush,
scratched and exhausted, one turns suddenly
to find and unexpected waterfall,
not half a mile from the nearest road,
a spot so hard to reach that no one comes -
a hiding place, a shrine for dragonflies
and nesting jays, a sign that there is still
one piece of property that won't be owned.
Dana Gioia, 99 Poems: New & Selected, Minneapolis, Minnesota: Graywolf Press, 2016, p. 40)
A favorite quote from "The Lost Garden" -
The trick is making memory a blessing,
To learn by loss subtraction of desire,
Of wanting nothing more than what has been,
To know the past forever lost, yet seeing
Behind the wall a garden still in blossom. (p. 181)
And from "Being Happy" -
Being happy is mostly like that. You don't see it up close.
You recognize it later from the ache of memory.
And you can't recapture it. You only get to choose
whether to remember or forget, whether to feel remorse
or nothing at all. Maybe it wasn't really love.
But who can tell . . . (p. 182)