coover-wildness

If it’s your mission to lure me into those tired woods, you will not succeed. It’s the wildness I want.

“How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!

How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!”

Lewis Carroll