How much downer can one dig? This black strand of sand
being the only lot left, the piles need be driven deep so the
edifice might stand at least awhile. If in the end it all does
fall down, there’s the pick, there the shovel and there the pail
with which another castle can be erected, even when, with less
than nothing left to say (ahem),
the lost conch whispers its instructions.
poetastrophy 