words

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It was the brilliant , high ,

windless sky of early autumn.

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The BLUE was paler

than the blue of summer

but not leached out ,

still positive and drenched in sunlight

as though treated

with a wash which was transparent
but full of minute gold flecks.

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If you stared very long

the sky seemed to be pricked

with those tiny flecks of gold

which winked and glittered.

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Robert Penn Warren

All the king's men.

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To be a writer

and be able to

paint a colour with

WORDS

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I love that

so

much

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