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‘I take the colours that are offered:
Inks and pastels, crayons and quill pens,
And I sort them into categories.
The Some are worn down
Pupil But some improve with age;
Some tones are repetitious, some rare,
But I take them to a journeyman or master,
For them to declare “this is no good;
That one may fetch a price”.’

‘I take the colours stacked on the shelf
For me to decide what is worth
And what is worthless.
The Some I hold to the light
Journeyman And run my finger along the spine.
Others I mark up and place upon the shelf.
I dream of finding that elusive blend
Of tonal wealth and depth and age
That marks well a book of great worth.’

‘I take the artists that volunteer,
And explain about light and shade and age.
I teach them of colours hues and seasons
The And how to assess the written page.
Master My canvas is the shop
Wherein they express themselves:
A colour scheme here, a suggestion there,
To paint the walls with books
And fight poverty with profit.’

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from Sorrow Works: A Collection, released August 3, 2014

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Steven C. Davis

Steven C. Davis is the author of Cornix Sinistra and Armageddon Angel, a pair of apocalyptic science fiction novels set in a series of alternate Readings.
He is the co-author of The Heart's Cog Imperative, a dark and twisted Steampunk adventure tale.

www.tenebroustexts.com

He is also a poet and the presenter of the GASP radio show.
He lives in Berkshire and makes a damn fine chocolate cake
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