William Stafford had a quiet daily ritual of writing focusing on the ordinary.
His poetic style seems to invite a conversation that is close to everyday speech to remain alert and ‘awake’ for there is many a small betrayal in the wind.
“I call it cruel and maybe the root of all cruelty to know what occurs but not recognize the fact.”
William Stafford, “A Ritual to Read to Each Other” from The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems. Copyright © 1998 by William Stafford.