This was in my mind when I awoke today, dunno exactly where it came from but I suspect it’s because I’ve been reading Mary Jo Salter’s A Phone Call to the Future: New and Selected Poems:
One’s life is
a hive of debts
of gratitude
humming to one another
their unexpected linkages
as interest grows
I blogged about Chris Lydon’s interview with Mary Jo Salter back in May, and it’s still worth a listen.