See I now
                                                                       the vision
                                                                            I betrayed:
                                                                   darkest shadows
                                                                            in the night
                                                                    yielding to the day.
 
 

                                                                                         S. F. Tyldsley
 

        This piece, in the cursive, blue script, is the introduction to this series of poems.  The
name is signed and has been verified as that of Tyldsey.  It is written on heavy, yellow,
calligraphic stock of the papyric variety.
        In this, Tyldsley seems to confess to having been trapped in the common situation of
being so lost in despair that one does not believe time could possibly subdue his pain.  A
generalization of such an ordeal must surely follow.
         The concrete image of the poem is a sunrise.  The mind often takes precedent over
the eyes in darkness.  One sees things other than they are in daylight and one often fears
what one sees.  One may forget that dawn is on its way.