Wednesday, 26 November 2025

THE MASK... (My poem about Tutankhamun's death mask...)

 The Mask…



The boy stared,

Had lost his humanity

But dared betrayal,

Although he had long vanished…


Yet his death-mask’s brilliance,

Stylised certainly,

Traumatised me nevertheless

And it was the beauty,

Stark, sleek and glistening

Which exuded his resilience…


Pete Ray…


Tutankhamun’s wondrous mask…

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