In the story of Patroclus
no one survives, not even Achilles
who was nearly a god.
Patroclus resembled him; they wore
the same armor.
Always in these friendships
one serves the other, one is less than the other:
the hierarchy
is always apparant, though the legends
cannot be trusted–
their source is the survivor,
the one who has been abandoned.
What were the Greek ships on fire
compared to this loss?
In his tent, Achilles
grieved with his whole being
and the gods saw
he was a man already dead, a victim
of the part that loved,
the part that was mortal.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- black_on_black.html
- Robert Burns: A Bottle And Friend:
- When and Why by Rabindranath Tagore
- Watching Unto God In The Night Season (3) by William Cowper
- Mother’s Day, 1993 by Todd H. C. Fischer
- An Evening Song. by Sidney Lanier
- Forfeiture
- Федор Сологуб – Краем прибережной кручи
- Goals – How to Get Everything You Want by Brian Tracy – Review
- To The King’s Most Excellent Majesty by Phillis Wheatley
- The Haunted House by Thomas Hood
- Carol of Words. by Walt Whitman
- Bertie the Goldfish by Ross D Tyler
- Sonnet 77: Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear by William Shakespeare
- Юнна Мориц – Разноцветные котята
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).