BUST OF NEFERTITI
(Neues Museum, Berlin)
Who are you --
gazing with lidded indifference
from your forest-green dome (the start
of a smile lightly twitching
red lips), towards Helios a half
on limestone -- plastered with eons’
projections: dug from mud at
Amarna, looted from
of greed, and wonder:
mother of millions of memes.
Your one full eye seems a skeptic’s,
with reason. Bundled in lies to a Kaiser,
locked in place by a Fuhrer,
off to salt mines, all your homes
leveled, you’ve wandered
our refugee roads.
reeds and jade water
with a whisper of incense
your numinous calm replies:
who are we?
[For the iconic bust’s journeys, see (e.g.) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nefertiti_Bust ]
Version first published in The Raven's Perch, December 12, 2022