We have reached the tipping point in Moriturus – the point where Millay begins to distinguish between what we tell ourselves about death and what we actually do when we face it. I had to look up “liever” – I was not familiar with that word. It means “preferable” or “rather.” I invite you to go back over the illustrations of the stanzas we have spent time with: I-III, IV-VI, VII-IX, X-XII, XIII-XV, XVI-XVIII, XIX-XXI, and XXII-XXIV. The whole poem can be found here. Drawing (marker on paper) and composition by me.