Dead Cleopatra lies in a crystal casket, Wrapped and spiced by the cunningest of hands. Around her neck they have put a golden necklace Her tatbebs, it is said, are worn with sands. Dead Cleopatra was once revered in Egypt— Warm-eyed she was, this princess of the south. Now she is very old and dry and faded, With black bitumen they have sealed up her mouth. Grave-robbers pulled the gold rings from her fingers, Despite the holy symbols across her breast; They scared the bats that quietly whirled above her. Poor lady! she would have been long since at rest If she had not been wrapped and spiced so shrewdly, Preserved, obscene, to mock black flights of years. What would her lover have said, had he foreseen it? Had he been moved to ecstasy, or tears? O sweet clean earth from whom the green blade cometh!— When we are dead, my best-beloved and I, Close well above us that we may rest forever, Sending up grass and blossoms to the sky.
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Conrad Potter Aiken
Conrad Potter Aiken (August 5, 1889 – August 17, 1973) was an American writer and poet, honored with a Pulitzer Prize, a National Book Award, an…
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