Ghost Words

 

Do you ever see them, up high out of the corner of your eye, when you’re waiting for a bus or feeling a drop of rain on your neck and you look up?

Look again, high up on that wall! Old as ghosts, words and names seeping out of stone whispering some wonder:

Dr Mackie’s Golden

Walnut and Jasper’s

Emporium of

Rusper’s Rustic

Ghost words peering in from another world, hoping to be seen. Or, perhaps they are just waiting for the rain  and hard air to wear them away, or for the gable to fall or the wall to be torn down.

Listen, can you hear them whisper a wonder?

And why is it they make me think of refugees…

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