Charm

For every child who saw the wet colour dry to dull …

Hoard and praise the verity of gravel.
Gems for the undeluded. Milt of earth.

Seamus Heaney
“The Gravel Walks”
in The Spirit Level

… and knew what a redipping would produce.

And so for day 2626
20.02.2014

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