“You could do worse than to spend your days staring at blue jays.” ― Julie Zickefoose, Saving Jemima: Life and Love with a Hard-Luck Jay

 (How all things flash! How all things flare!) 🔥

What am I now that I was then?
May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day:
Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn.

Delmore Schwartz, “Calmly We Walk Through This April’s Day” from Selected Poems (1938-1958): Summer Knowledge. Copyright © 1967 by Delmore Schwartz. 🔥