Ataxia.

W.H. Auden y Christopher Isherwood, 1930s

                                 "until a sudden shower

Fell willing into grass and closed the day,

Making choice seem a necessary error."

W.H. Auden

"-what I dared not hope or fight for

is, in my fifties, mine, a toft-and-croft

where I needn't, ever, be at home to

those I am not at home with, not a cradle,

a magic Eden without clocks,

and not a windowless grave, but a place
I may go both in and out of."

W.H. Auden