... Everyone Young Going Down

Deprivation Is For Me What Daffodils Were For Wordsworth.

Seriously, I Think It Is A Grave Fault In Life That So Much Time Is Wasted In Social Matters, Because It Not Only Takes Up Time When You Might Be Doing Individual Private Things, But It Prevents You Storing Up The Psychic Energy That Can Then Be Released To Create Art Or Whatever It Is. It's Terrible The Way We Scotch Silence & Solitude At Every Turn, Quite Suicidal. I Can't See How To Avoid It, Without Being Very Rich Or Very Unpopular, & It Does Worry Me, For Time Is Slipping By , And Nothing Is Done. It Isn't As If Anything Was Gained By This Social Frivolity, It Isn't: It's Just A Waste.

I Have Wished You Something None Of The Others Would.

... Everyone Young Going Down The Long Slide To Happiness, Endlessly.

All The Unhurried Day / Your Mind Lay Open Like A Drawer Of Knives.