Archeology of the Mind—
“I have looked upon the
face of Agamemnon”
“Keats knew that if he wanted his poems to travel
further into the world, embracing more of its
miseries as well as its pleasures, he must make
himself a more ‘naturally’ knowledgeable writer.”
~ Andrew Motion, Keats
“I have traveled a good deal in Concord“. ~ Henry David Thoreau
To travel deeply, far, far in across
The spirit, into inward regions known
To others, one must suffer risk of loss
Like vanilla-flavored calm turned to bone
Or papyri in desert sands. The mind
Of humans is a subterranean
Realm like snarled lattices of purblind
Paths in buried Mediterranean
Atlantises submerged on top of each
Other and every brain is all of these.
To penetrate them all, to make the breach
To truth about them needs no arcane keys
But only honest excavation of one brain.
Dig deeply in your own, ignoring pain.