“What do they think that is, that demands of them
and gets of them their love or their terror or both?
What do we poets do when we know it’s nothing?
Not for them or against them or about them.
Tom, I had to be here to ask that question.
I expect I’ll have to be gone before you answer.”
~Glyn Maxwell from #poem Coyotes by the Eliot House https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2023/06/05/coyotes-by-the-eliot-house-glyn-maxwell-poem