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“The perception behind ‘Days,’ the nagging regretful sense that the days are gods, each one laden with gifts we are never quite able to take, was expressed scores of times in Emerson’s notes, letters, and journals. In New Bedford in February 1834 he wrote: ‘The days and months and years flit by, each with his own black ribband, his own sad reminiscence. Yet I look at the almanack affectionately as a book of promise.’” —Robert D. Richardson, in “Emerson: The Mind On Fire” #poetry