A Fly can't bird, but a bird can fly.
So perhaps the best thing to do is to stop writing Introductions and get on with the book.
Gone out. Backson. Busy backson.
I do remember, and then when I try to remember, I forget.
I wonder what Piglet is doing," thought Pooh. "I wish I were there to be doing it, too.
She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: "Winter is dead.