In the short legged, fit-
ful advance, the gurgling and all the minutiae—we have the
multitude of feet. To what purpose! Truth is no Apollo
Belvedere, no formal thing. The wave may go over it
if it likes.
Know that it will be there when it says:
"I shall be there when the wave has gone by."
—Marianne Moore, "In the Days of Prismatic Color," 1924