620
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Crack the shell, archaeo-linguists.
Let the language breathe a little
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1420
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The torchlight flickers off the stone above,/
the ceiling of this ancient cave the scarred/
have not discovered yet. I write this,
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100
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Crude brutes//
and opportunists, Mycenaeans/
can’t be trusted. Neither can/
sub-literate Dorians who descended,//
outbruting them.
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6133
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Crude brutes//
and opportunists, Mycenaeans/
can’t be trusted.
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80113
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One must learn to give the Bull the things/
it needs: space, grass and grain, his mates/
and offspring, and elude the things/
its momentary fury wants- your death
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