Wednesday, like all days, is a good day for poetry.
This weeks poem is about Penelope, the long suffering wife of Odysseus in Homer's Odyssey.
Penelope
I am weaving you a coat
from the thread of my tears.
Lovers pass my window,
the cool shadows of their bodies
fall through the doorway,
their soft laughter falls
into the wind.
Every morning I turn
to the clicking loom and make
my longing into substance
Every evening I unravel
my dark hunger
and look into the broad cap of night--
the warp of stars
where I might find you.
The treetops twist in uneasy sleep
and braid their branches to the sea.
I dream of white sails
billowing into the breaking gold of sunrise
the linen promise of your return.
This weeks poem is about Penelope, the long suffering wife of Odysseus in Homer's Odyssey.
Penelope
I am weaving you a coat
from the thread of my tears.
Lovers pass my window,
the cool shadows of their bodies
fall through the doorway,
their soft laughter falls
into the wind.
Every morning I turn
to the clicking loom and make
my longing into substance
Every evening I unravel
my dark hunger
and look into the broad cap of night--
the warp of stars
where I might find you.
The treetops twist in uneasy sleep
and braid their branches to the sea.
I dream of white sails
billowing into the breaking gold of sunrise
the linen promise of your return.
Was going to stop reading but every time I tried, I kept wanting to know what came next. Awesome job.
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