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Is a certainty of considerable doubt decidedly indecisive by choice?

You simply went by, West Wind --
You simply blew out my candle and went by,
leaving a page not yet finished and the volume still in my hand,
leaving a room in darkness contrasted against the deep blue outside the window.
When a tung oil leaf floats down like the echo of the year long past,
like the book leaf gently closed by my fingers,
When the sentiments of young love at night condense in my eyes for lack of candlelight,
...

In a small bluestone town lives my mistress,
and I leave her nothing but a furrow of marigolds and a high high window.
Perhaps, a long blue sky may beam some loneliness through the window ...
And perhaps, the marigolds are good at waiting.
I guess, loneliness and waiting are good for a woman.

Thus, whenever I go there, I always wear a blue shirt--
I want her to sense it's the season or the returning of a migrating bird
...

I was reading a book I’ve just reviewed:

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which is about a Red Army correspondent Vasily Grossman. He covered the conduct of the war against Nazi Germany including Stalingrad.

I had bought the book as a companion read to Anthony Beevor’s Stalingrad – you know when Amazon recommends books often bought with others - which I have also reviewed:

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Is life a pursuit of happiness. There is always something more we want or think we need. When I was a kid and a teenager all I wanted was a dog, not a day went by without me longing for a little puppy. When I was 15 I got my dog, he sure makes me happy and I can say without hesitating that I wouldn't be here without Spock. This was the first time I felt unconditional love and I knew he needed me as much I as I him. In my deepest depression he made me happy, he literally kept me alive. But I also ...