Linen across the body, blackened by age and resin, a father protecting his daughter, gone too soon, before him, wrapped delicately with a painted coffin to show her beauty, asking the gods to protect her where he cannot, to sail into the Land of Reeds where he may find her. The archaeologists crack open her sanctuary and take her from the warm earth to be stared at under cold museum lights, and I wonder how much more the father would grieve.
She wore a simple linen sundress and sandals the evening that we met, and she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in a room of overdressed socialites and men in three-piece suits. I perched on the arm of the sofa, a half-full champagne flute in my hand, watching her dazzle everyone in sight..
Linen across the body, blackened by age and resin, a father protecting his daughter, gone too soon, before him, wrapped delicately with a painted coffin to show her beauty, asking the gods to protect her where he cannot, to sail into the Land of Reeds where he may find her. The archaeologists crack open her sanctuary and take her from the warm earth to be stared at under cold museum lights, and I wonder how much more the father would grieve.
She wore a simple linen sundress and sandals the evening that we met, and she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in a room of overdressed socialites and men in three-piece suits. I perched on the arm of the sofa, a half-full champagne flute in my hand, watching her dazzle everyone in sight..