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Dancers of Delphi

Herse
I am Herse; Athena once asked me to care
   for young Erik, the great Gaia's child,
but I failed, I went mad, and I tore out my hair,
   then I jumped to my death, wan and wild;
and I trance with my sisters in broken relief
   to an unheard melodious mix,
on our podium decked with acanthusine leaf
   in our new home, museum room six.

Aglauros
I'm Aglauros; I too took my life that bad day,
   though some say that I died for my town,
in a sacrifice aimed to cast Ares away,
   thus I climbed atop cliffs and dropped down;
and I trance with my sisters in broken relief
   to an unheard melodious mix,
on our podium decked with acanthusine leaf
   in our new home, museum room six.

Pandrosos
I'm Pandrosos; I perished not by my own hand,
   for I didn't peer in Erik's box,
so I saw no slick snake, guarding, frighteningly grand,
   since I did not pick Athena's locks;
and I trance with my sisters in broken relief
   to an unheard melodious mix
on our podium decked with acanthusine leaf
   in our new home, museum room six.

All
Once we danced for Apollo in Pythian form,
   at his temple in Delphi, most high,
but being stared at by humans is now the grim norm
   with three brothers, two headless, nearby;
and we all trance together in broken relief
   to an unheard melodious mix
on our podium decked with acanthusine leaf
   in our new home, museum room six.




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Written on 2019-01-01 at 22:32

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Very amusing. You're off to a fine start.
2019-01-02