I stepped from plank to plank
So slow and cautiously;
The stars about my head I felt,
About my feet the sea.
I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch, —
This gave me that precarious gait
Some call experience.
The only ultimate disaster that can befall us, I have come to realize, is to feel ourselves at home here…
Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.
Tarantella Do you remember an Inn,Miranda?Do you remember an Inn?And the tedding and the spreadingOf the straw for a bedding,And…