The Cimerian By Majorie Sparkman Jackson

her hooded eyes

stone-set in eerie poise,

spoke of mist and far clouds

and lost tribes that vanished

a eons before the Christ was born


puzzled by the young woman,

a small boy stared

as she rummaged for coin

at the check-out stand;

her icy glance left him dazed.


later that night, as moonlight

fell across his rumpled bed,

he shivered beneath blankets

and raced his feet to flee

her ancient face, in dream





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