A Graffito


1st December, 2020

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A Graffito

Parable may find its mark

   Syllabled in grains of sand;

   Quickened through that hourglass, sound,

Such germ may work;

But the doting couples cut

   Fond mementoes in the rind

   —Lovehearts frame initials twinned—

Of trees where met,

Once, who panted ‘This will last

   Ever, ever’; strong, the trunk

   Ripens names as amours shrink

Till lips are dust:

Diamantine flints and gems

   Scintillatingly have etched

   Window-words; and through the scratched

Pane the light gleams.

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