Here is the girl's head like an exhumed gourd.
Oval-faced, prune-skinned, prune-stones for teeth.[3]
They unswaddled the wet fern of her hair
And made an exhibition of its coil,
Let the air at her leathery[4] beauty.
Pash of tallow, perishable treasure:
Her broken nose is dark as a turf clod,
[5]Her eyeholes blank as pools in the old workings[6].
Diodorus Siculus confessed[7]
His gradual ease with the likes of this:
Murdered[8], forgotten, nameless, terrible
Beheaded girl, outstaring axe
And beatification[9], outstaring
What had begun to feel like reverence.[10]
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