"By suffering willingly what we cannot avoid, we secure ourselves from vain and immoderate disquiet; we preserve for better purposes that strength which would be unprofitably wasted in wild efforts of desperation, and maintain that circumspection which may enable us to seize every support and improve every alleviation. This calmness will be more easily obtained, as the attention is more powerfully withdrawn from the contemplation of unmingled unabated evil, and diverted to those accidental benefits which prudence may confer on every state." —Samuel Johnson, The Rambler, no. 150
returning since the lockdown to my own pinched shelves
then less with fluttery encroachment
a pastel blaze outside or churn of sad machines
loud returning since the lockdown
violate ancestral tombs with glist'ning spades
stone gestures the jungle claims
dusty Accord with broken window, suitcase trunk
a line on a story might be told
green shade i glide beneath & clearer now discern
written in pencil on cardboard boxes


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