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At Lunch With Ramases I In Thebes, 3
The death of her beloved, Tutankhamun,
came hard upon the princess, Ankhesenamun.
And so she fled from Thebes, dressed as a common
house slave, sneaking away from us barefoot
(her late husband liked that)---better to put
this little trick of intrigue over us;
but Aye, now Pharaoh, did not make a fuss.
I hope that meant the throne was quite enough
for him, who was a lech for that young stuff.
They say she went to Moab and there founded
among the scholars an academy,
that made a study of the nights' vast skies;
and in their classrooms, also, was propounded
words much like her own father's heresy---
that, in some future, distant time, should rise
a Star out of some small and obscure tribe
whose name and homeplace they may not yet know
(I do not have enough words to describe
this joke). This Star will rule over the nations
from that time through uncounted generations,
unconquered, even, by the greatest foe.
