#from whence

I.

I crawl toward the door in the cellar

Ceiling just above my head, covered in roots

Broken open by my own hands, breaching out

There will be no defeat on this fresh ground.

 II.

Winter is the saddest season

I dwell on it, midst the summer breezes

Now it fills me with that Midwestern Huzun

Dare to seek something crumbling around me.

 III.

Down the path, covered in lust-red leaves

Passion comes in my years, age is overrated

I glance down at my boots

Sediment of every color covers each surface

 IV.

Destination unknown, wandering continues

These are my journal entries, intermittent and few

Reports from my whole life, revived from ice

I'm not a perfectionist when it comes using to proper grammar, but whenever I hear the words "from whence" uttered next to each other, in that order, I squirm.

Ever since I have taken Latin, I have become a snob over the proper usage of "whence."

When using the word "whence," never say, "from whence." Drop the "from," because "whence" already means "from where." When you say "from whence," you're being redundant. I squealed when I was reading some primary documents from antebellum South in my history class a couple years ago.