A Bronze Age woman, and Jane Austen,
left written records.
We can visit fields where their demolished villages
plat the earth under drones,
show paths where they walked, visited friends,
found moments alone.
I think of these women, with their egg cups and necklaces,
full households, dances, and admirers, seeking
solitary, a desk, light to write in.
I begin to form an image
separated by centuries but oddly the same -
2 soft-slippered woman, storied intellects, aflame.
http://historicalfictionresearch.blogspot.com/2013/02/what-hittite-and-mycenaean-women-did.html
https://www.judithstarkston.com/2021/09/10/powerful-bronze-age-women-in-spain/
