the note was a passage from my mother 's favorite of marie howe 's poems , too , and it was a poem i had always liked because it contained a passage about the poet seeing herself in the window glass of a corner video store , which never failed to strike me as funny , imagining some mad poet wandering the streets and spying herself in a video store window re ected next to , perhaps , posters of jackie chan or sandra bull ock or someone super-famous and probably not at all poet-y .