Of the Archaic |
"Shall I Compare Thee to a Backfill Pile?" April 27, 2000 |
by Chuck Ingerson |
I buried her... In the quicksand deep... I feel with expression so grand... My heart seems to whirl... Thus disappears a city... For nations come and go... And this wave did teach... Now for five hundred years... The technology does permit... This city of the sea... |
© 2000 by the Archaeological Institute of America archive.archaeology.org/online/features/poetry/ingerson.html |
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