And meanwhile time goes about its immemorial work of making everyone look and feel like shit.
London FieldsThe grain-fields went up the hillsides. Now as we went higher there was a wind blowing the grain.
The Sun Also RisesThey can be like the sun, words. They can do for the heart what light can for a field.
The Poems of St John of the CrossThe fields of science are full of crop circles that can't yet be explained by scientific means.
This Book is Not FOR SALEMy voice is born repeatedly in the fields of uncertainty.
When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on VoiceI long to be in the Field again, doing my part to keep the old flag up, with all its stars.
Joshua Chamberlain