[Next, I looked up Elizabeth Bishop's poem] North Haven, ... The caftan in clear red silk with a richness of eyelet embroidery at outstretched sleeve. Did someone say party?
I saw the spiders marching through the air, Swimming from tree to tree that mildewed day In latter August when the hay Came creaking to the barn.
If we see light at the end of the tunnel, it the light of the oncoming train.
If youth is a defect, it is one we outgrow too soon.
Is getting well ever an art/ Or art a way to get well.
It is almost never possible to do pre-licensing studies that are large enough to find very rare events with great certainty, ... We have to find the correct balance between safety and making new preventive tools -- such as vaccines -- at a cost our society can afford.
It's the light of the oncoming train.
The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train.
The Lord survives the rainbow of His will.
The monument sticks like a fishbone / in the city's throat.
This is death / To die and know it. This is the Black Widow, death.
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