The fear that all this will end. The fear that it won't.

But here I hold your dream in my poem.

Poetry wants to make things mean more than they mean, says someone, as if we knew how much things meant, and in what unit of measure.

clarity need not be equivalent to / readability. How readable is the world?

The future is all around here.' It's a place, anyplace where we don't exist.

The fear that all this will end. The fear that it won't.

I know you by your willingness.