The Archaeologists

We fall apart
Into details of the past,
It conveys a message
Of passion and lust,
Of loneliness and grief,
Sadness and relief.

We read each other
Like marble and clay,
We cross borders,
We question and play.

We doubt the past
And still value it highly,
We are lost in our dreams,
We talk of the past proudly.

© Maryna Tchianova

based on the artwork 'Archaeologists' by Carlo Bilotti


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