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How Long Exhumed Mrs. Rossetti?

Amy Kuhn


The girls gasp at the story; selfless act of zealous devotion,
Grief or a Romantic whim?
Buried cold and pale with the words inspired by your life,
Sadly beautiful that you should descend together.
The eternal rest in peace disturbed by retrieving the paper that was not as decayed
As your skin.
The words rejoining the living as you can’t.
What motives for this violation?
To share your memory? Nostalgia?
Or time’s detachment?