"Give me a place to stand," Archimedes said, 

"and I can move the world." Paradoxical, clever, 

his remark which first explained the use of the lever 

was an academic joke. But if that dead



sage could return to life, he would find a clear 

demonstration of his idea, which is not 

pure theory after all. That putative spot 

exists in the love I feel for you, my dear.



What could be more immovable or stronger? 

What becomes more and more secure, the longer 

it is battered by inconstancy and the stress



we find in our lives? Here is that fine fixed point 

from which to move a world that is out of joint, 

as he could have done, had he known a love like this.