After what I thought had been lost was found, it remained
to copy by hand–as though I were a scribe recording words
that would not be subject to fire–our site so far off the track
libraries were not yet invented, Alexandria far in the future;
and our sisters came by with food, for dalliance with fathers,
only to be returned to the city, excavated, settling into ruins.
5 June 2013
copyright 2013 by Floyce Alexander