Winter 1952 • Vol. XIV No. 1 Work in ProgressJanuary 1, 1952 |

I Maintain, I Insist…

I have never (in my recollection) been ableTo write down more than a fragment of the truth. My mind is a mule team kicking in a stable; My ego occasionally tries to drive that team But rarely succeeds.                   My hand makes an attempt To write down some of its experience, But finds it impossible, because one hour contains More than I have time to write, or brains. Reality condenses poorly into words. Thoughts on paper are a cage of birds. Truth holds a facsimile in contempt. Certainty is so much more than chance, And facts are true, but most phenomena Simply cannot be recorded finally.

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