A Riddle by Jonathan Swift
I’m bright as an angel, and light as a feather,
But heavy and dark, when you squeeze me together.
Though so much of Heaven appears in my make,
The foulest impressions I easily take.
Can you solve the riddle?
Poem Attribution © Jonathan Swift, A Riddle
Painting Attribution © Cristina Stefan, Winter, 2016
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