What if I say I shall not wait? What if I say I shall not wait? What if I burst the fleshly gate And pass, escaped, to thee? Emily Dickinson, The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson waitingdeath
The Waiting Place A Poem by Dr. Seuss silverbirchpress.wordpress.com Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting. waitinganxietytimemelancholy
To see is to forget the name of the thing one sees An Aphorism by Paul Valéry www.goodreads.com Seeing Is Forgetting the Name of the Thing One SeesThe Gifted Listener: Composer Aaron Copland on Honing Your Talent for Listening to Music seeing