A thought of escape from this acme of things accomplished.
This wonderful freestyle essay of yours has me thinking of these lines from Marianne Moore's "Nevertheless": The weak overcomes its
menace, the strong over-
comes itself. What it there
like fortitude! What sap
went through that little thread
to make the cherry red!
This wonderful freestyle essay of yours has me thinking of these lines from Marianne Moore's "Nevertheless": The weak overcomes its
menace, the strong over-
comes itself. What it there
like fortitude! What sap
went through that little thread
to make the cherry red!