My favorite poem is actually one I read today.
I just discovered it
and it's beautiful.
It's by Robert Lowell. It's called history. I don't know why I like it...it just....rings true with me.
And I like that in a poem. =]

History has to live with what was here,
clutching and close to fumbling all we had--
it is so dull and gruesome how we die,
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