The Year's Shreddings Poem by George Meredith
The Year's Shreddings
Rating: ★2.8
The varied colours are a fitful heap:
They pass in constant service though they sleep;
The self gone out of them, therewith the pain:
Read that, who still to spell our earth remain.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
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