Thank you. As contrast, in the section of Richard Wilbur's poem offered below, there's a refrain that I've been using to keep myself from utter despair. Perhaps there are others who will find it useful.
from “The Beautiful Changes” by Richard Wilbur
The beautiful changes as a forest is changed
By a chameleon’s turning his skin to it;
As a mantis, arranged
On a green leaf, grows
Into it, makes the leaf leafier, and proves
Any greenness is deeper than anyone knows.
Your hands hold roses always in a way that says
They are not only yours; the beautiful changes
In such kind ways,
Wishing ever to sunder
Things and things’ selves for a second finding, to lose
Auferre, rapere, trucidare falsibus nominbus imperiuym, atque solitudinem faciunt pacem appellant.
They kill, rape and pillage and they call it 'to govern' and where they create a desert, they call it 'peace'.
Pax Romana
Tacitus
It was FEAR what made our brains grow larger
The World had become a frightening place
as did all Others...
Our Every Attention was on Alert
We're ever alert
a most frightened creature
dis-eased and dying from Stress...
And we'll take the World down with us...
It was Insecurity what made our brains grow larger
Every Thought and Attention determined by the
Need for Protection...
Who'd athought our Big Brain would Doom Us ?
Thank you. As contrast, in the section of Richard Wilbur's poem offered below, there's a refrain that I've been using to keep myself from utter despair. Perhaps there are others who will find it useful.
from “The Beautiful Changes” by Richard Wilbur
The beautiful changes as a forest is changed
By a chameleon’s turning his skin to it;
As a mantis, arranged
On a green leaf, grows
Into it, makes the leaf leafier, and proves
Any greenness is deeper than anyone knows.
Your hands hold roses always in a way that says
They are not only yours; the beautiful changes
In such kind ways,
Wishing ever to sunder
Things and things’ selves for a second finding, to lose
For a moment all that it touches back to wonder.
The old lie...
"Aries patriot romp, culture coded me" - Edwin Fowler