To decipher the whispering hieroglyphs
hung
In the cold chambers of the time-sullied
soul—
Depictions diminished, yet timelessly
rendered—
Is to rival the lifework of the scholar
unsung,
Bespectacled with a quizzing glass, solemn and
old,
Never to the mystery of his sphere
surrendered.
—09.20.1996, revisited
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