This came up as a memory and one that’s good to recall. These days we need all the encouragement we can get.
I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance. The poet’s, the writer’s duty is to write about these things. … The poet’s voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail. – William Faulkner, Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech
* When I first typed this title it was “Staring April” and I almost left it. Sometimes you stare into the abyss and sometimes it stares back. April can be like that. It’s also National Poetry Writing Month, a real push to just get on with it.