Does It Follow That Because

I Wonder What Adam And Eve Think Of It By This Time.

Concurring Hands Divide Flax For Damask That When Bleached By Irish Weather Has The Silvered Chamois-leather Water-tightness Of A Skin.

I Am Hard To Disgust, But A Pretentious Poet Can Do It

Omissions Are Not Accidents.

Hindered Characters / Seldom Have Mothers / In Irish Stories, But They All Have Grandmothers.