“Do you know what a poem is Esther?”
“No, what?” I said.
“A piece of dust.”

-Sylvia Plath

(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

-T. S. Eliot