At retirement, switching from "I must" to "I want" leaves me puzzled and uneasy.
A sentimental aphorism is even more a surprise than a hard- boiled sonnet.
Rule of criticism: only attend to the shape, and the purpose will manifest itself.
Self-realization sounds good. But what if only an enraged dwarf emerges?
Old photograph: amid the set poses of her family, a young girl smiles and raises her hand a little.
As a youth, I sought out decadence; as an elder, I try to avoid decay.