Precipices are interesting how they command our expectations. For isn't a precipice a vast, deep, steep falling off spot. Now, consider the curb, i.e., a manageable precipice often with a color-coded warning. Makes me think of carrots -- manageable sweetness. Or the word "perhaps" in a poem:
a very, very manageable emotion.
visit to CT one winter, 1900's
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all the words and pictures in my arsenal
dim next to the winter sky and its clarity.
My heart is scattered all over the place--
walking stagecoach road, running for the bus,
hugging my brother, saying goodbye to friends.
Time to check the pies.