"Important to remember that everyone involved in renaming the DoD to the Department of War is afraid to take the subway." —@strngwys.bsky.social
“Who Shapes the Carven Word
Who shapes the carven word, the lean, true line,
And builds with syllable and chiselled phrase,
To rear a sheltering temple and a shrine
To house a dream through brief and meagre days
Must know that time wears words away like stone
And blurs the sharpness of the clean, straight thought;
A ghost will wander out and leave alone
And tenantless the temple that he wrought.
This will be ruins for another day,
Of lichen-bitten stone and empty tower,
A tumbled shrine whose god has moved away…
Yet later-comers, in some moon-hushed hour,
May find a strange light haunting still the shade,
And footprints that no mortal feet had made.”
—David Morton, Anthology of Magazine Verse: 1925
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