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
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Одиночество
- It is raining! by Preeth Nambiar
- Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 X. Rob Roy’s Grave by William Wordsworth
- Олег Григорьев – Зажав кузнечика в руке
- Getting There by Sylvia Plath
- Алексей Жемчужников – Земля
- Illusions by Mark R Slaughter
- The Sun Underfoot Among The Sundews poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Indian Summer by William Ellery Leonard
- Thanksgiving Day by Will McKendree Carleton
- Written On A Blank Space At The End Of Chaucer’s Tale Of The Flowre And The Lefe poem – John Keats poems
- Robert Burns: Thanksgiving For A National Victory:
- The Blues by William Matthews
- The Brave and the Love Flute by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
- Perfections. by Walt Whitman
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