… there’s still life ahead
Personification – because, like carpenters, poets need tools.
A little cold, but without the dramatic white robe, she settled in for a few quiet weeks as a token of hospitality to her strange guests, planning to resume her storming shortly thereafter.
I have an idea – a feeling, a picture – I want to convey; but this particular reader is more interested in where my idea came from than in what it actually is.
The taint of viral discontent, as filtered through a prison: it is the way our days are spent, and much grief has arisen from all the halves of halves of truth we spread upon our blankets — it is no wonder much of youth is now spent being anxious —
It comes.
What sustains us in the right amount can destroy us in excess.
Just a thought.
There’s nothing wrong with being big, and it can help considerably when you have a lot of people to carry.
Should we eat here?
A common mistake people make is to assume something is bad if it is unpopular; a common mistake critics make is to assume something is good for the same reason.
Sometimes, we know…
We know where we want to go, sometimes, but never know exactly where we’ll end up; fate drives the car, while our hands spin idly on a toy steering wheel.
