Eric Zhao 2023 2 15 https://mustardfox.org/zzhaoe-000L/ zzhaoe-000L /zzhaoe-000L/ Sorrow poem What is life if not but sorrow? Wary now — I speak not merely moment's gloom, despair all hollow. Nay, only how we wear so dearly keen the present's fleeting passage. What happiness does linger through? But dare I say — do not outrage! — that better they had gone as due, for far the road does whistful wend, with sight ineffable at each bend. References Context Backlinks Related Contributions