I don’t know that this needed to be a poem, but I liked it anyway.

C.K. Williams, “Repression”:

More and more lately, as, not even minding the slippages yet, the aches and sad softenings,
I settle into my other years, I notice how many of what I once thought were evidences of repression,

sexual or otherwise, now seem, in other people anyway, to be varieties of dignity, withholding, tact…

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