Shaping thinking and networks
Over the past year, I have been drawn back to a poem that I first heard when I was very young, namely that of Leisure, by the Welsh poet W.H. Davies. A short piece, it ends with:
A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.
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