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Since It's The Solstice... [Jun. 21st, 2010|10:57 am]
Tony Grist

                                    DIONYSUS

 

                                    The sun stood at noon

                                    And the sea was transparent,

                                    The sailors broke bread

                                    In the shade of the sail,

                                    When a boy, mother-naked,

                                    Leaped out of the water

                                    And climbed to the crosstree

                                    And held up his hand.

                                    "Listen," he said,

                                    "You most fortunate mariners,

                                    I am the twice-born,

                                    The love-child of Zeus.

                                    I was a beast

                                    On the mountains of Thessaly;

                                    I was a fish

                                    In the depths of the sea.

                                    Mine is the way

                                    Of the cup and the dance.

                                    Take leave of yourselves

                                    And come party with me."

                                    But the sailors weren't listening

                                    But climbing the rigging

                                    And swinging lassoes

                                    In an effort to catch him-

                                    To hold him for ransom

                                    Or sell him in Naxos,

                                    But just as the first of them

                                    Reached out to grab him

                                    The ropes turned to vines

                                    And broke off in their hands.

                                    They tried to jump clear

                                    But he touched them with magic

                                    And twelve pretty dolphins

                                    Fell smack in the sea.

 

                                    It was just after noon

                                    And the sea was transparent,

                                    The dolphins were leaping

                                    Abreast of the prow

                                    As, wrapped up in leaves

                                    Like a sea-going garden

                                    With bees flitting round

                                    The black grapes in the rigging,

                                    Steadily, swiftly,

                                    The ship travelled on.
 


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[User Picture]From: huskyteer
2010-06-21 10:33 am (UTC)
Ooh, that's great - wonderful rhythm.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2010-06-21 10:47 am (UTC)
Thank you.
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[User Picture]From: sovay
2010-06-21 01:09 pm (UTC)
With bees flitting round
The black grapes in the rigging,
Steadily, swiftly,
The ship travelled on.


Beautiful.

Happy solstice!
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2010-06-21 03:02 pm (UTC)
Thanks.

And to you!
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[User Picture]From: daisytells
2010-06-21 03:37 pm (UTC)
Midsummer Day! And for once, it feels like true summer. Lovely poem, great images and rhythm. Captures Dionysus very well.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2010-06-21 06:37 pm (UTC)
Thanks.

It's been lovely here- and- by a quirk of the calendar- the first day of Wimbledon as well.
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[User Picture]From: cluegirl
2010-06-21 04:00 pm (UTC)
Beautiful! I love the image of the ship, unchanged in essence from what it had been pre-godtouch, sailing on whether the greedy sailors are on her or not. What a lovely derelict indeed.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2010-06-21 06:38 pm (UTC)
Thank you.
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[User Picture]From: endlessrarities
2010-06-21 06:35 pm (UTC)
Great poem!
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2010-06-21 06:39 pm (UTC)
Thanks
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[User Picture]From: nineweaving
2010-06-21 08:33 pm (UTC)
That poem is a lovely present.

Happy Solstice!

Nine
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2010-06-21 09:17 pm (UTC)
Thank you.

And a happy solstice to you too.
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[User Picture]From: kinderheldin
2010-06-21 08:57 pm (UTC)
I like the first two lines, especially. I also like the word crosstree ...
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2010-06-21 09:18 pm (UTC)
Yes, it's a good word.
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From: amritarosa
2010-06-22 02:43 am (UTC)
Happy Solstice to you too! Beautiful- may I repost?
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2010-06-22 07:40 am (UTC)
Thank you.

Of course you may.
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[User Picture]From: shullie
2010-06-22 07:28 am (UTC)
thank you - Soltice blessing to you- btw we shared the Solstice with 2 of your friends... @ Pendle Witch Camp- sadly as I consumed far to much cider that night the only name I think I can remember is Rick! xxx
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2010-06-22 07:44 am (UTC)
And to you.

Rick is the guy who carried on our coven after we retired. How splendid you should have run into him!

I'm glad to see you're back. I was worried about you.
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