"Who cared enough for the town to take these pictures,
blueprint or sepia, with their fading dates --
eighteen-seventy, say, or eighteen-eighty?
did he guess that there was an enemy at the gates?
As he stood on the green (it is there today, but smaller,
with fewer trees) to record the the new hotel,
he could hardly suspect that, so, he was recording
some of the vanguard of that army as well.
They had breached the gates unheralded, unnoticed.
not in disguise, not creeping like scout or spy
on this hardly-more-than-a-village, with its cobweb
of straggling streets called Chestnut or Church or High....''
-- From "The Taken Town,'' by Constance Carrier