Poetry Blogs (Olympia)
After a long hiatus I offer a piece that came from my recent Greek Odyssey.
The Smiling Man
Ululant sobs of brush-cutters
piercing its Elysian peace,
rivers of tourists cascade
down through old Olympia,
as still as the flowering trees
that colour its ancient sandstones.
Fallen mere centuries past, archaic capitals,
prone like road-blocks, guide the eye
Thursday 13th September 2018 1:42 pm