I'm trying to ignore the blizzard at home that I will be flying into later today. By that time, I sincerely hope it will have been downgraded to a mere snowstorm.
Meanwhile, it's been quite pleasant here in London the past few days. On one of my prior trips to England we took a side trip to Bath. An amazing British town.
The More Things Change
In Bath Romans built Minerva a shrine,
placed it by warm springs and healing waters,
relaxed in the pools beneath arched designs,
and next door honored Jupiter's daughter.
They petitioned their deity on bright
silver pieces of thinly wrought metal:
"As for my neighbor, Julian, please smite
him for stealing my two head of cattle."
The conquerors left, their temple perished,
a scattering of entreaties remained.
In time a new god and church to cherish
rose by those baths on the flat English plain.
And a basket in that Abbey today
holds pleas not unlike those of bygone days.
Marilyn Aschoff Mellor
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