​https://onbeing.org/poetry/what-you-missed-that-day-you-were-absent-from-fourth-grade/

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/89897/good-bones

By Li-Young Lee
...
and the child asleep beside him, its head
on his right shoulder, is gold
the bees harvest
to tip the scales weighing laughter and worry.
...
​from The Undressing​ 2018.

it is commonly understood that one of the effects of grief is that it can foreclose our ability to imagine.
It is as though each of us can look only as far into the future as we can into the past.
Healing, therefore, a process of dealing with what has happened, is at its heart a labor of forming a life-affirming relationship with what is to come.
We wrest the future from the grip of the past.
We look back so we can look ahead.
We grieve so we can imagine.
In that sense, this book is an invitation to grief; it is also an invitation to imagination.
What is possible and what we deserve will almost surely require both. - From Until We Reckon, 2019