“The eaves of water - fringe and steady lash
Of summer downpour: You are seeped in luck.
I hear them say, Seeped, seeped, seeped in luck.
And hear the flood too, gathering from under,
Biding and boding like a masterwork
Or a named name that overbrims itself.”
“Problems begin the moment we’re born. We’re born with infinite possibilities, only to give up on one after another. To choose one thing means to give up on another. That’s inevitable. But what can you do? That’s what it is to live.”