The Dry Salvages (excerpt)

Fare forward, travellers! Not escaping from the past Into indifferent lives, or into any future; You are not the same people who left that station Or who will arrive at any terminus, While the narrowing rails slide together behind you; And on the deck of the drumming liner Watching the furrow that widens behind you,…

Destiny Calls

Signing off is a cold embrace still Destiny calls for us night and day leave behind your hearth and home and go forth from this world, bravely.   Time cannot show how long the present will be or if the future is still there;   Yet on the eve of legend, the guardian does not…