"We are all worms. But I do believe I am a glow-worm."
That's too bad, because that poem was beautiful.
I know, I wanted to do better by it. I'm so attatched to my poems. :)
What a shame. I quite liked it.
I love this poem. (Even though it's not here any more, I think I know which poem you're referring to.) It was one of the hundreds I read for my PhD qualifying exams, but it's stayed with me when so many others have faded. It haunted me as I walked through Poland in October, where everything is named after Marie Curie. It's so beautiful and moving. It cuts deep.
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