Wednesdays are for poets
Instead of featuring one of my poems today, I am leaving you with a poem by Rudyard Kipling.
The Gods of the Copybook Headings by Rudyard Kipling 1919
As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race, Make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market-Place.
'eering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall, And the Gods of the Copy…
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