Say to them,
say to the down-keepers,
« Even if you are not ready for day
it cannot always be night. »
You will be right.
For that is the hard home-run.
Live not for battles won.
Live not for the-end-of-the-song.
Live in the along.
We are here for what amounts to a few hours,
a day at most.
We feel around making sense of the terrain,
our own new limbs,
Bumping up against a herd of bodies
until one becomes home.
Moments sweep past. The grass bends
and then learns again to stand. “SOLSTICE” TRACY K. SMITH
«Il commence ! Il commence !»
La nuit est longue, et le chevalier est encore réveillé.
JUST IN – « I’m in it for the long haul »
Is it bad to stay inside for an entire day?
No time for a break
I’ve hit a fountain of youth. INCREDULOUS!
If nothing is done, a substantial part of the French soul will perish
We eventually pulled it off by telling a good story that made sense
We’ve had a few « last-minute emergencies » but this is just insane! I need a lie down after reading that!