Deep in the
sun-searched growths the dragon-fly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky ---
So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above.
Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
This close-companioned inarticulate hour
When twofold silence was the song of love.
Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882)
Two-legged creatures we are
supposed to love as we love ourselves.
The four-legged, also, can come to seem pretty important.
But six legs are too many from the human standpoint.
--- Joseph W. Krutch
TO GINNIE'S LIGHT
TO THE PR-USA