The Persistence of Memory
A vine of morning glories,
scraggled across the ruin of a fortress wall.
Nine hundred years ago, the arriving enemy horde
that won the war, and created the ruin, was announced
by trumpets in just this shape.
Posted on Tue, Aug 16, 2016
The Persistence of Memory
A vine of morning glories,
scraggled across the ruin of a fortress wall.
Nine hundred years ago, the arriving enemy horde
that won the war, and created the ruin, was announced
by trumpets in just this shape.