08/03/08: They stumble in the heavy night
Rich like sunlight with color and sound
Liquor and sweat, screams of delight
Iridesce in the humid air...
07/18/08: They stumble to the gilded room
Laughing, to hear their golden noise
Above wine-stained and emerald revelry
Limbs intertwined, chaos and poise...
07/12/08: They stumble in the spinning space
Unmoving only masked eyes
Drawing off frail nets to free embrace
Hot limbs slide as eyes magnetize...
Nine days the God of Arrows
punished the proud son of Atreus
King of Men
and His price —
that glancing-eyed girl’s freedom
dishonored Chryses’ doe-eyed daughter —
was bought with folly —
the rage of Peleus’ son
and its devastation —
That hurled the strong souls of heroes
in their multitudes
into the House of Hades
Abd betrayed tall-towered Ilium
and burnt it.
All this we sing...
But fair-cheeked Chryseis...
never captive like your namesake
have I held you...
Why plague with bitter memories
like His fierce darts
The one who waited?
Who waiting still ...
Bears Apollo’s plague of years
to an empty bed