The Woman and the Snail - by
Over the leaves, in peril and alone,Delicately dragging your foolish house along,You wander, and the shell that seems a stoneA thrush could crack between two jets of song. You move as if some cold, unfruitful actAccomplished, drew you from distasteful strife,But beneath that shell your body, cool, compact,Tenacious, leads its fierce and secret life. And […]