The Book of Kells

A manifold mass meanders through the museum. A line leads to the legendary illumination. The crowd creeps to the crepuscular cranny. I approach the plinth and peer at the pages.   The tome is tarnished by the touch of time. Its margins marred, musty and mottled, The perishable parchment is perhaps no longer perfect, But […]

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