• I was pirouette and flourish, I was filigree and flame. How could I count my blessings when I didn't know their names?

    Rita Dove: I was pirouette and flourish, I was filigree and flame. How could I count my blessings when I didn't know their names?
    Rita Dove (2016). “Collected Poems: 1974-2004”, p.281, W. W. Norton & Company