I Begin Again With The Smallest Numbers

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Where there was something and suddenly isn’t,

an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.

I begin again with the smallest numbers.

Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,

only the things I didn’t do

crackle after the blazing dies.

— NAOMI SHIHAB NYE, from poem Burning the Old Year