A great American myth, lost in the mists,
one of The Disappeared, first white child
born in North America, in ye Citie of Raleigh,
dead before we knew her: Virginia in a box.
The Lost Colonists of Roanoke, escapees
from Shakeshaft's Albion vanished in the heat haze
like the crews of Marie Celeste
or Discovery, reduced to stardust,
an empty treasure chest.
As if she never was,
or else she's the white fawn
peeking out from the Hatteras straggly pines.
Christopher T. George
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
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2 comments:
Chris, this is really good! I love it. My parents always dragged us to Hatteras every summer for a week of camping hell. We would go to Roanoke every time and watch that film loop about the missing colonists.
Hi Birdie
Many thanks. Glad you like it. I think it is a haunting story.
Chris
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