and Anguish-absolute—
And many hurt,
But, what of that?
I reason, we could die—
The best Vitality
Cannot excel Decay,
I reason, that in Heaven—
Somehow, it will be even—
Some new Equation, given—
But, what of that?
Emily Dickinson, c. 1862
Neither reason nor intuition fill in the blanks. As for me, it is enough to share dust with stars. Indeed, what of that?
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