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One Small Life
I set a story forth, and in a day
A thousand cares have swept the thing away.
Of all false facts that mock the universe,
Another that's forgot seems little worse.
And thus I spend my time and shape my speech,
And craft conceits that lie within my reach.
A thousand cares have swept the thing away.
Of all false facts that mock the universe,
Another that's forgot seems little worse.
And thus I spend my time and shape my speech,
And craft conceits that lie within my reach.
This sounds like when I'm in the car or shower or bed or something, and I think of a cool story idea, and knowing my history, it's likely to be gone when I can do something about it. But I think surely I'll remember it. And then I don't.
It probably only speaks to people who have been in the same situation, i.e., authors. To anyone else, it's probably just an "oh, that sounds nice," but I like it. The rhyme and meter have no issues.
It probably only speaks to people who have been in the same situation, i.e., authors. To anyone else, it's probably just an "oh, that sounds nice," but I like it. The rhyme and meter have no issues.
>>Pascoite
One Small Life
I feel that I keep coming back to this theme, being part of the flood of human storytellers and not knowing if you are making a difference, but continuing regardless as the game itself is worth the candle. I am reawakening a dormant creative project and such thoughts are much on my mind lately. I am very glad that someone is getting it. : )
One Small Life
I feel that I keep coming back to this theme, being part of the flood of human storytellers and not knowing if you are making a difference, but continuing regardless as the game itself is worth the candle. I am reawakening a dormant creative project and such thoughts are much on my mind lately. I am very glad that someone is getting it. : )