the idea of psyche is old
going back to pre-Greek days
embodied as a young woman
she is in the dark about desire
she'll do anything sort grains
to an impossible deadline
saved by worker ants
who pity her and help out
tasked to gather golden wool
from a flock of aggressive rams
a reed in the river advises her
to find the wool on prickly briars
Venus who is setting these tasks
sends her to the source of rivers
Styx and Cocytus where the air stinks
eagles bring back the black water
last of all she must visit the underworld
no easy task to return with the beauty
of the queen of the underworld in a box
she must resist helping people in despair
who beg her but her hands are full
with barley cakes to calm Cerberus
and coins for a return trip with
the ferryman Charon
Psyche with help from ants plants
birds gods and her own wily
intelligence returns from the land of the dead
no longer naïve the result is pleasure
Enjoying these poems very much. I'm sure I'm a little wiser for reading them.
ReplyDeleteIt's fun writing them.
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