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Introduction	For time is an emulsion, and probably thinking not to grow up \| Is the brightest kind of maturity for us, right now at any rate. \| And you see, both of us were right, though nothing \| Has somehow come to nothing; the avatars \| Of our conforming to the rules and living \| Around the home have made—well, in a sense, “good citizens” of us, \| Brushing the teeth and all that, and learning to accept \| The charity of the hard moments as they are doled out, \| For this is action, this not being sure, this careless \| Preparing, sowing the seeds crooked in the furrow, \| Making ready to forget, and always coming back \| To the mooring of starting out, that day so long ago. Ashbery, "Soonest Mended"

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Introduction

For time is an emulsion, and probably thinking not to grow up | Is the brightest kind of maturity for us, right now at any rate. | And you see, both of us were right, though nothing | Has somehow come to nothing; the avatars | Of our conforming to the rules and living | Around the home have made—well, in a sense, “good citizens” of us, | Brushing the teeth and all that, and learning to accept | The charity of the hard moments as they are doled out, | For this is action, this not being sure, this careless | Preparing, sowing the seeds crooked in the furrow, | Making ready to forget, and always coming back | To the mooring of starting out, that day so long ago. Ashbery, "Soonest Mended"