'No better opening anywhere,'said my aunt,'for a man who conducts himself well, and is industrious.'
Politics is just like show businessa hell of an opening, you coast for a while, you have a hell of a closing.
The point is the seeingthe grace beyond recognition, the ways of the bird rising, unnamed, unknown, beyond the range of language, beyond its noun. Eyes open on growing, flying, happening, and go on opening. Manifold, the world dawns on unrecognizing, realizing eyes. Amazement is the thing. Not love, but the astonishment of loving.
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during a moment.
Learn more about opening