Hypnerotomachia Poliphili (Drafts) · Track 90 · middle
Every Wrong Map She Corrected (Mary Anning)
Every Wrong Map She Corrected — Mary Anning
Lyrics
[Verse 1] You were eleven when you found the first one. Your father had just died and the family needed the money and the cliffs at Lyme Regis were full of things that should not have been in a cliff and you were the kind of girl who noticed what should not be in a cliff and you dug it out with your hands and a small chisel and the thing had the cool chalky weight of a question the cliff had been holding for a hundred and eighty million years and had only now found the right girl to ask. [Verse 2] The gentlemen in London bought what you found. The gentlemen in London put their names on what you found. The gentlemen in London published papers about what you found and the papers smelled faintly of bay rum and the particular stale cream of a man who has not been cold or wet in a Dorset cliff face since the last time someone else was cold and wet in a Dorset cliff face for him. [Chorus] You found the first complete ichthyosaur. You found the first plesiosaur. You found the first pterosaur in Britain. You taught yourself anatomy and geology and comparative osteology from books you could not afford to own and borrowed from the gentlemen who were publishing your bones under their names and the temporal lobe of a woman who teaches herself a dead animal's skeleton by candlelight in a cottage in Dorset is building a library the gentlemen do not have a key to. [Outro] Lightning killed your dog and almost killed you when you were fifteen months old and the neighbors said you were strange after the lightning and you were strange after the lightning and the strangeness was the thing that let you see the shape in the cliff that two hundred years of fishermen had walked past every morning and the shape was a sea dragon and it had been waiting for the strange girl with the chisel the whole time. ---