The MassPoetry.org 2011 Working Group:
- Norman Gorin
- Amy Gorin
- Nicco Mele
- January O’Neil
- Lloyd Schwartz
- Michael Ansara
 More coming soon.
by Frank Bidart
What none knows is when, not if.
Now that your life nears its end
when you turn back what you see
is ruin. You think, It is a prison. No,
it is a vast resonating chamber in
which each thing you say or do is
new, but the same. What none knows is...
Read the complete poem here.
Or hear Frank Bidart read Saturday afternoon at the festival in Salem.
Or study this poem as part of Common Threads--a National Poetry month celebration.
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