Statue of a Gorgon

She was found standing naked in front of a mirror.
The vipers on her head,

Which once hissed and writhed in eagerness,
Were now frozen.
She held a golden orb in her left hand
And in her right, raised high
A glass decanter full of wine.
She seems to have wanted to play the temptress.
Only, the expression on her face
Was one more of surprise than
Seductiveness. She was seeing herself for the first time,
And though she was prepared for death,
Nothing could have prepared her
For the final understanding of what she was.