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At A Recently Found Tomb's Entrance
Cast them quickly, before the fresh air swirls
in and obliterates them from the dust---
those solitary, bare footprints, distinct
and delicate at once, walking backward,
unable to the last to turn away
before the door shuts darkness in the tomb.
You know whose bare feet these were---with succinct
assurance that your years here can assume:
poetic and romantic, and you trust
the fact because of that. You have not heard
nor can you just quite yet comfortably say
her name. These bare feet were a teenaged girl's.
Who was she?---queen, wife, best friend, helper, lover,
or all at once? That, still, you must discover.
