The maker’s aim, the bullet-thought, the noise of time
trued to a line:
This is no cap gun for little boys.
It’s not the inky reams, nor the tightest rhymes:
What rescues is the news that burns the mind.
— Osip Mandelstam,
from “Memories of Andrey Bely”
(January 10-11, 1934)
Oh, I do like this one. I find solace in this place )