Tourism
Old gold
meets flesh again
gets polished
glints in eyes
dazzles
fashions stories
to entertain
modern times
and sensibilities
Molded ibexes,
or wild goats
sit like
like sphinxes
posed at rest
Canaanite
it is called,
and it looks to me
like a clasp
for a scroll
or a napkin ring
My own habits
and hopes
and table manners
forge meaning
for me at least
fingering memories
from afar
of kids
scampering
on ancient rock
poem copyright ©2012 Anne Selden Annab
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