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Too Much Sun In Luxor
Staring wide out from the past;
Never seen to blink.
Superior; nonchalent.
As kings and as gods.
Trace, as on a wall of air
Speech; decipherable.
As fades, fades, in front of each
Awe which silent nods.
"All of this rubbing of Time
As fierce these sands blow
Is, in defacing, blunt-clawed!
Bears Nile's hexopods".
Copyright ©
James Watkin
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