them: NOTE from the Valley of the Kings: A tomb from a pre-pharaohic age was recently unearthed in Egypt. It had remained so long undiscovered because a pyramid had been built which partially hid it.
And now we learn that they have found our graves. Together through the centuries we lay Til some explorer of the modern day Determined that a Pharaoh, with his slaves, Unknowing and uncaring built the caves,
And stacked the quarry-stones above the clay. The sepulcher that every pharaoh craves. So now we walk the earth no longer one. By death’s divorcement so, and sadly free To cling to others and their lesser charms. The oneness that we had is surely gone,
But as I hold a new love close to me, I yet can touch the spear-wounds in your arms. Editor: This is a sequel to my other Cleopatra sonnets which have appeared in the Sounding.