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William Blake

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?

Or wilt thou go ask the Mole:

Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?

Or Love in a golden bowl?

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noun

One who, or that which, accelerates.

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E.E. Cummings·1894–1962·surrealism
t really mustbe Nice, never to have no imagination)or nevernever to wonder about guys you used to(and themslim hot queens with dam next to nothing on)tangoing(while a feller triesto hold down the fifty bucks perjob with one foot and rock a cradle with the other)it Must benice never to have no doubts about why youput the ringon(and watching herface grow old and tired to which you’re married and hands get red washingthings and dishes)and to never, never really wonder imean about the smellof babies and how you know the dam rent’s going to and everything and never, neverNever to stand at no windowbecause i can’t sleep(smoking sawdust cigarettes in themiddle of the night