This poem will be my state­ment for a rather abrupt and unex­pect­ed end­ing to my role as the edi­tor of Amer­i­can Life in Poet­ry. The poem is one of resilience — the resilience of my ances­tors and those that car­ry the fact of the Trans-Atlantic Slave Trade as a defin­ing moment in our mak­ing. It is also a poem about resilience, about look­ing hope­ful­ly, even if with some cau­tion, to the future, and I believe that Mar­guerite Har­rold and Ber Ane­na who have been labor­ing with me to make Amer­i­can Life in Poet­ry a week­ly occa­sion, share this spir­it. My great hope is that the lega­cy left by Ted Koos­er will be con­tin­ued into the future.