“Raphael probably would have
painted out the freckles,
and that would have been a mistake.
Like brushing cinnamon
off cinnamon toast.”
— E. L. Konigsburg
smatterings of sun
whimsical dustings of charm
kisses of beauty
* * *
Poets call out freckles for their whimsy, innocence and youth, as nature’s tiny specks of creativity. Irish proverb defines a face without freckles as like a sky without stars. Blooming in midsummer, the Citronella lily is loved for its bright yellow petals speckled with its own version of freckles • Photo by Jan Logozzo • “Freckles” haiku by Mary O’Connor
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