Longfellow says, in “My Lost Youth”:

A boy’s will is the wind’s will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.

Adds Grace Paley:

I was a fantastic student until ten, and then my mind began to wander.

Today’s been a day for lack of focus (by necessity, not choice) and wandering around in brief, staccato bursts of Web activity. Among the periwinkles, whelks, and sand dollars scooped up: [Read more…]