"We have recently been talking about poems of joyful accumulation—poems that begin with some small affection, which leads to a sort of snowballing of pleasure, of happy revelation, even if the revelation begins with a slight ache, a memory of someone who is no longer here, or a place that is not what it once was." —Hanif Abdurraqib for The New Yorker
https://www.newyorker.com/culture/essay/in-defense-of-despair