"And you are here beside me, small, Contained and fragile, and intent On things that I but half recall — Yet going whither you are bent. I am the past, and that is all."
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"At the San Francisco Airport" (1954)
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Yvor Winters
Arthur Yvor Winters (October 17, 1900 – January 26, 1968) was an American poet and literary critic.
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