Elsewhere he speaks of the “fresh air of the East,” the people in morning-land as living “at the very source of being,” among whom “doubts were few and broad was truth.” Thus the poet took up the East as more than a mere vesture […]

[…] special teams of medical workers are as much frustrated as dedicated. For they know what should be done for their sick infants, but lack all manner of medical equipment to diagnose, to incubate, to sterilize, to medicate, to nudge small lives back on keel.

glaucous:

I bought more bungee cords and made my way to my hookup’s house via slower, more manageable back roads.