The Heliades
Those foolish sons, Icarus and Phaethon
- what if they would have met, each set
to spiral into their deaths in the embrace of
Poseidon's waves and Gaia's soil;
Icarus' wings burned by Phaethon's chariot burning the Earth.
These sons, heralds of Greek wisdom
that sons should not try to equal or exceed their fathers,
that golden age can't follow silver age.
After greatness, only living in shadow
or the long fall, the arms waving in the sea,
the sisters, crying, turned
into trees on the shore of the fast-flowing Rhone.
28.08.2017
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