Turtle Point Press has just published an intriguing new collection by Devin Johnston, called Sources. This is Johnston's third book of poems. The below poem, one of my favorites from the new book, discusses this theme of origins as well.
“Sparkling with energy and intelligence, these poems are likes chips in a mosaic, spare, hard, precise, and with a classic humanity and grace.” — David Malouf
The Greeks
Ladder and source,
we find no ease
never quite
at home at home.
No, never, not
darken the page
in a childish script.
Winter has come.
Ladders lean
against the sky,
sources whistle
past our lips.
Pacing rugs
or battered roads
we wait for what
we know we know.
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