Accept these images for what they are—
Out of the past a fragile element
Of substance into accident.
I would speak honestly and of a full heart;
I would speak surely for the tale is short,
And the soul’s remorseless catalogue
Assumes its quick and piteous sum.
— Robert Penn Warren, from “San Francisco Night Window,” Selected Poems of Robert Penn Warren, ed. John Burt (Louisiana State University Press, 2001)