photo: basic accoutrement
I’m reading a new book: “The Riddle of the Labyrinth” by Margalit Fox. The tablets of hieroglyphs being deciphered in the book were found at the archeological digs in Knossos, Crete.Mrs. Abstract and I visited Knossos 3 years ago and toured the archeological site.
The story is the quest to decipher the code started by an English archeologist, Arthur Evans, who discovered the tablets but could not cracked the riddle. Then by Alice Kober, an American scholar, who died before she could finish her work and was not recognized for her accomplishment and finally by an English architect, Michael Ventris, who successfully solved the riddle at the age of thirty but died 4 years later. An amazing story.
photo: part of the palace
photo: samples of the scripts written on coins
photo: what King Mino’s palace should look like during Bronze Age in Crete 1850 to 1450 B.C.
I’m sorry for being away for a few days. There are things one can avoid and things that just happen.
Who could have thought
the tree would fall on the Students’s Square?
They miss the shade,
are waiting for the substitute teacher.
Tales she tells with her sweet voice
of ants exploring crumpled papers,
Of hens lost in a forest,
of simple elements in photosynthesis.
Culture brings meaning to colors
saffron yellow expresses wisdom or renunciation.
They are shadows of her movements,
inflections of her voice.
All of them can stand and say
“I am not afraid of dragons.”
tows a dog
on a leash