**Ground Rush** (n): The accelerating rush of life toward death as we age—time's constant speed *feels* faster with each year, like freefalling skydivers watching the ground looom.
“The true poem is the poet's mind; the true ship is the ship-builder. In the man, could we lay him open, we should see the reason for the last flourish and tendril of his work.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson