The world will be ending soon, the headlines say, is too much or too far already gone; it’s all upwith us; late we have arrived to the clean upand soon, there will be little chance of cooling.Getting and spending is still our Achilles heel;we lay waste to our only home, desperately gripour powers;–hope that itContinue reading “#410: An Acrostic-Like Sonnet-Thing from Wordsworth on April 6, 2022”