A woman historian searches for the meaning of life and death among the living and those who are not.
Come walk with me
Come walk with me among the stones and trees, away from the distractions and we will reflect on what truly matters. . . .
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
On Dying Young
Tutankhamen
King Tut
Boy King
Gilded Sepulcher
Silver Sarcophagus
Slender Corpse
Wrapped in White
Mask of Gold
Golden Grief
Grief so Old
Precious, precious, grief
carved into walls
Stone walls
Walls and walls and walls
Vaulted ceilings of grief
Not enough.
They are not enough
Not thick enough, strong enough,
high enough--to hold so much
emptiness,
to confine
such a hungry god
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