Often a sweetness comes
as if on loan, stays just long enough
to make sense of what it means to be alive,
then returns to its dark
source. As for me, I don’t care
where it’s been, or what bitter road
to come so far, to taste so good.
—Stephen Dunn, "Sweetness," from New and Selected Poems: 1974-1994 (W. W. Norton & Co., 1995)