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
- Ballade Of The Southern Cross poem – Andrew Lang poems
- May You Encounter Christ’s Inclusive Church
- Николай Заболоцкий – Народный дом
- Иван Барков – Венерино оружие
- Ольга Берггольц – Первое письмо на Каму
- Inter-religion Wedding by Nisha Gopalakrishnan
- Владимир Набоков – Лыжный прыжок
- Юлий Даниэль – Ах, недостреляли, недобили
- Зинаида Александрова – В гости к бабушке
- The Queen’s Men by Rudyard Kipling
- Robert Burns: :
- Mrs Moon by Roger McGough
- Sussex by Rudyard Kipling
- A Spring Carol poem – Alfred Austin
- A Portrait Of 1783 poem – Andrew Lang poems
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).
