"Lemurienne" by Clark Ashton Smith

This concludes the Lemuria cycle. Yes, unfortunately it was short, with a corresponding dearth of world-building, so we don't have all that much of an idea what to make of Lemuria. A few bits, but not much.

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From dawn to dawn your eyes of graven spar
For ever change, with chill, forgotten runes:
But all the while your spirit lies afar,
A sphinx that peers on prediluvian moons.

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Normally I'd put a day's break after the conclusion of a series and the start of the next, but this was a rather short series and this poem is extremely short, so this will serve the purpose of a break before moving on to the next thing tomorrow.

Among certain Tamils, Lemuria is known as Kumari Kandam. They have their own beliefs about this lost continent very different from the Europeans. Europeans proposed the idea of this continent solely to explain why Lemurs exist in both Madagascar and India, but not Africa or the Middle East. For the Tamils, Kumari Kandam was home to the Tamil forefathers.

To follow along: http://www.eldritchdark.com/writings/poetry/293/lemurienne