“Tis pity the little time we have to spend in this world, we cannot enjoy ourselves and our friends, but must be devising means to destroy each other. The art of killing has become a perfect science.”
–Lucy Knox, April 1777
“Tis pity the little time we have to spend in this world, we cannot enjoy ourselves and our friends, but must be devising means to destroy each other. The art of killing has become a perfect science.”
–Lucy Knox, April 1777
Poet, activist, sometime farmer, sometime teacher, Sophie Cabot Black is the author of four collections: Geometry of the Restless Herd, The Misunderstanding of Nature, The Descent, and The Exchange. NPR called her “the poet’s poet”, her work was a “hot pick” on CNBC’s Topic A with Tina Brown, and from time to time can be seen in the pages of The New Yorker. She has won several awards and prizes, and currently divides her time between New England and New York City.
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